Thank you for carrying this sound with me.
It exists because you listened. 🤍

Much Love to You All
Lunarbaby


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They build the walls with shining screens,
Paint illusions of our dreams.
But freedom’s not a gift they give,
It’s the breath we fight to live.

Chains of silence, fear, and pride…
But truth is burning deep inside.

Hold on your freedom is fire,
A fragile flame, a rising choir.
Don’t let them steal what makes you whole,
Your freedom is the soul.

They write the laws in coded lines,
Wrap the truth in grand designs.
But freedom’s more than just a word,
It’s the song we can’t unlearn.

Every shadow hides the light,
Every voice can start the fight.

Hold on your freedom is fire,
A fragile flame, a rising choir.
Don’t let them steal what makes you whole,
Your freedom is the soul.

Freedom is not theirs to give.
Freedom is the choice to live.
Guard it, love it, let it grow…
It’s the only truth we’ll ever know.

Hold on your freedom is fire,
A fragile flame, a rising choir.
Don’t let them steal what makes you whole,
Your freedom is the soul.
Your freedom is… the soul.

“Freedom… freedom… freedom…”


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