Love Thy Sisters

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Lyrics: 

Verse1:
They’ve built up an ice wall
Around our world, but  
None of it is real, so tell me 
How is your mother?

They tell us that there’s no way 
To cure all diseases
How can that be?
Well We Just haven’t found their Jesus 

Chorus1:
Tell me when oh, when 
Can we be more than friends? 
Will it be all they’ve wished for? 
Or am I just an alien? 
Or am I just blue?
A Blue Sirians

Light speed light speed, Indigo kid 
Will you beam down to earth? 
Or will I find you’ve hid again? 
In another dimension 
Another star system 

If we knew where we came from
We wouldn’t be fighting at all

If we looked within
We could even answer ET’s calls.


@Verse2:
There are so may collectives 
Mining all our precious metals 
To protect them from their sun
So they won’t wilt like flower petals

They’ve got us all bamboozled 
We are blind to our own shadows
As the terrans are infighting
We’ll never see that we are the cattle 

@@Chorus2:
Tell me when oh, when
Can we be more than friends? 
I think that I annoy you 
That this-is really just to pretend 
Am I just broken? 
My warranty at end? 

Light speed light speed, crystalline kid 
Will you visit planet Earth? 
To take me off of this planet 
To visit your world 
A joy Ride in your spacecraft 

Bridge:
Cause I’m wild and weird 
I rizz em with the tism
We are mild and meek
And I rizz em with the tism 
Rizz em with the tism

@@&Verse3:
We’ve totally been sold out
By cannibal collectives
Could we wise up soon? 
Or find meaning in exploitation 

If we’d only look around 
And remember the patterns
You’d likely realize
That we are not alone here at home 

Chorus3:

Tell me when oh, when 
Can we be more than friends? 
Could it be all that you needed? 
Perhaps even a little more 
Than you bargained for 
Cuz You’re out of this world 

Light speed light speed, meridian kid 
Oh Don’t forget to write me 
But plz not in an email format 
A letters always better 
From my good friend 

Bridge:
Cause you’re wild and weird 
You rizz em with the tism
Yeah you’re mild and meek
And you rizz em with the tism 
Rizz em with the tism

Though I’m not the average manic pixie Dreamgirl
My galaxies are moving in a spiral

Yeah im mild and meek 
And I rizz em with the tism

Starbucc

Verse 1
Like fireflies caught in the night
They flicker and fade as they take flight
Round and round, they chase the glow
Where it ends, only they can know

Pre-Chorus
I once dreamed up a starseed, 
a being blue
Now every orbit pulls back to you

Chorus 1
A set of prayers in the dark
Two orbs, two flames, one stellar arc
They could collide, or drift apart
One may wax, the other wane
Whatever comes, the light remains.

Verse 2
Patience etched on cosmic lines
Hope reflected in the skies
If one star shifts, the map is new
And then their fire could fall in tune

Pre-Chorus
I once dreamed of ships that fly
Now I see our patterns in the sky

Chorus 2
A vow of fire in the night
Two orbs, two flames in endless flight
They could eclipse, or fade from sight
One may falter, one may reign
Whatever comes, the love remains.

Bridge
Here or there, a dance goes on
A power cosmic song plays strong
If heartbeats sync wavelengths in time
Whatever happens, their hearts will shine

Final Chorus
A hymn of stars within the void
Two orbs, two flames, a dance enjoyed
They could converge, or drift untried
One may waver, one abide
Whatever comes, the truth remains.

Outro (echo/whisper with bells)
When one star moves… they shine as one.
[Final low bell toll fading into silence]

light remained

Even a blacksmith waits for the right glow —
Not every flame means it’s time to go.
The metal must breathe, the bellows must sigh,
Too much heat, and the song can die.

He studies the shimmer, the pulse of the steel,
Feels what the hammer alone can’t feel.

Each strike’s a prayer, each spark a sign,
That rhythm’s not rush — it’s a sacred design.
Each strike’s a prayer, each spark a sign,
That rhythm’s not rush — it’s a sacred design.

Life’s much the same — it hums and it stalls,
We stumble through echoes, we rise through falls.
The road’s not a race, but a furnace of tone,
We’re tempered by time — not carved from stone.

The song of a life isn’t just its refrain,
It’s the beats in between that carry the flame.



The pauses, the breaks, the soft undertow —
They’re the forge that shapes how brightly we glow.
Each strike’s a prayer, each spark a sign,
That rhythm’s not rush — it’s a sacred design.
Each strike’s a prayer, each spark a sign,
That rhythm’s not rush — it’s a sacred design.

So wait when you must, strike when it’s true,
The rhythm will come — it’s waiting for you.
Even the smith knows the iron must rest,
For a song needs its silence to sound its best.

Each strike’s a prayer, each spark a sign,
That rhythm’s not rush — it’s a sacred design.
Each strike’s a prayer, each spark a sign,
That rhythm’s not rush — it’s a sacred design.

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