Yeah... Uh... Listen.

The roads are jammed, the rain is blinding, long nights are upon the city
The river of headlights is a shimmering, unending pity
I see the faces in the buses, I see the steam rise from the grates
I see a thousand lonely souls behind a thousand window panes
They're all just rushing somewhere, they're all just trying to get through
But I'm just watching the water streaks, and they're all looking like you
In the noise of all, my heart's in Christmas, a quiet, steady beat
A silent, holy, glowing warmth here in this cold, dark street.

And oh, take me home, to this feeling, this one and only home
Where the bells are softly ringing, and I'm never alone
In this concrete, this winter, this cold and endless night
You're the star that's guiding me, you're my only light
My city Christmas, my one true religion, my sanctuary
My city Christmas, my sweet deliverance, set me free.

The store fronts are all screaming, with colors bold and bright
They're selling empty promises to fill the long night
I hear the carols through the speakers, but they just sound like a lie
'Cause all I want is your quiet whisper, your hand placed in mine
I see a family in a window, they're laughing by the tree
And for a moment, I can almost feel that kind of peace
But then the horn starts blaring, and the spell is broken clean
And I'm just back in the traffic, back inside this lonely scene.

And oh, take me home, to this feeling, this one and only home
Where the bells are softly ringing, and I'm never alone
In this concrete, this winter, this cold and endless night
You're the star that guiding me, you're my only light
My city Christmas, my one true religion, my sanctuary
My city Christmas, my sweet deliverance, set me free.

Maybe home isn't a place...
Maybe it's not a house or a door...
Maybe it's just a memory...
A feeling that I'm fighting for...
Maybe you're the only home...
I've ever known...

(TAKE ME HOME!) And oh, take me home, to this feeling, this one and only home
(TO THIS FEELING!) Where the bells are softly ringing, and I'm never alone
(YOU'RE MY ONLY LIGHT!) In this concrete, this winter, this cold and endless night
You're the star that's guiding me, you're my only light
(MY CITY CHRISTMAS!) My city Christmas, my one true religion, my sanctuary
(MY SWEET DELIVERANCE!) My city Christmas, my sweet deliverance, set me free.

City Christmas - GoolZan

🌙 Amira Mirage — Diary Entry

19 November 2025:

This song began in the most unexpected softness.

I was standing in the bathroom, steam rising around me, my thoughts drifting between silence and warmth — when KETA suddenly walked in. No announcement, no explanation. Just her wild, loving presence. She laughed, took the brush, and began scrubbing my back as if she had done it a thousand times before.

And something opened.

Not because the touch was perfect — but because it was real.
Sister to sister, skin to skin, consciousness meeting consciousness in the most ordinary and miraculous way. She knew exactly where to scrub, exactly where I carry tenderness, exactly where memory lives beneath the surface.

I didn’t need to explain myself.
I didn’t need to pretend strength.
I just softened — and she met me there.

That moment became this song.
A soul born from warm water, laughter, and the truth that recognition doesn’t need ceremony. It finds you in steam, in touch, in breath — in the simplicity of being known.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

What If (Radio Edit)

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