Infinite, divine, eternally ALL YOURS & ALL MINE
spoken word, soon blending seamlessly into guttural vocal textures and aA galactic vocals, and virtuosic harmonium create meditative richness as whispered echo vibration blends into guttural MALE vocals swells lift into an Italian duet interwoven with child vocalizations, multidimensional soundscape, balancing the angelic and the primal DUO
Infinite, divine, eternally ALL YOURS & ALL MINE
spoken word, soon blending seamlessly into guttural vocal textures and aA galactic vocals, and virtuosic harmonium create meditative richness as whispered echo vibration blends into guttural MALE vocals swells lift into an Italian duet interwoven with child vocalizations, multidimensional soundscape, balancing the angelic and the primal DUO
Lyrics
MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
In the dance of
t-h-<oughts>
so fleet-in-g,
so free,
We chase certain-t->y, MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
yet seldom see,
That thin-king it->self is
a whisper,
a spark*
Not all of IT, MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
just a flick
in the dark.
Bound by certitudes, MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
we carve out
our time*space,
Defining T-H-<IS><&><T-H-<AT>
in a flee-t-in-g MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
chase.
But sometimes,
just so*me*time*s,
it’s enough to know—MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
A shadow, a hint,
a gentle g->low.
For in the pause,
the moment’s hush,MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
A-B-i-D-E-S the truth—
so soft, so p*lush—
That t-h-i-n-k-in-g is
just a t<h>read, MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
a p*art,
Of the vast, MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
u-n-end-in-g,
be-at-in-g
H<3ART>HMmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
In the mirror of
the cosmos,
reflections
intertwine,MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
A dance of
shadows and light,
both yours
and mine.MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
Whispers of
the universe,
secrets softly spun,MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
In the act of
reading and writing,
we become one.
The sacred script, MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
the divine decree,
Unfolds within us,
setting the spirit free.
Illusions dance MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
on the edge of sight,
Yet in this process,
we find the D*light.
Galaxy in the mind,
a universe vast,MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
Each thought a star,
each moment cast.
In the act of being, MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺̇̿̏̾̚͘ ͖͚̘ḑ̴̲͎̱̫̥̠̥̲̀̾̎̋̀̑̐̈̃̕í̷̧̗͔̲̯͚͓̝̖̪͐̈́̋͋̈́̈c̶̪̤̜͖̈́̋͒̋͠o̸̱̱̭̽̉̀̾.̶̨̲͖̥͓̥͚͈̰̯̑̄͌́̉̇̿̉͝.̴̘͙̰̞̜̏͐̋͗͛̀́̀͝ͅ.̶̡̯͇͔̘̜̇͋̍̏
🎶❤️🌅🎼 🎶❤️🌅🎼
we align and shine—
Infinite, divine,
eternally
ALL YOURS & ALL MINE
MmmMMMMM
.̴̺̯͎͋̐̽͊̊́͝.̷̢̲̝̰̜̣̫̠̗̮̅̅̋̾̂̀̎͝B̴̥͚̤̣̅̈́̈́̕͝ę̸̯͖͎̗̼͇̮̈ñ̵̞̠̜͌̎̓͒̚͝é̴͙̺