This will never settle, I’m in fragments
Fragments, layered fragments, layered fragments
This will never settle, I’m in fragments
Fragments, layered fragments, layered fragments

If I had one face, I could love you
If I had one past, I would stay
Across the cliffs that tear my surface
I hold what different ages say

Miranda
Miranda
Miranda
If I had one face, I would stay

Broken ground in towering walls
Do these pieces ever meet below?
(Fragments, layered fragments, layered fragments)
Joined from times that never matched
Pressed together, forced to hold
(Fragments, layered fragments, layered fragments)

Miranda
Miranda
Miranda
If I had one face, I would stay
Miranda
Miranda
Miranda
If I had one face, I would stay

Miranda in fragments

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Miranda in fragments

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