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Cold light on the edge of forever,

Drifting past the orbit’s sigh.

The silence hums in endless color,

Through veils where the comets die.

I feel the pull, a wordless calling,

Through mirrors of dust and time,

The galaxies spin — their secret stalling,

Like ghosts in a grand design.

Rings of a gas giant, turning slow__________

Silver echoes where no winds blow.

I reach for the storms, I touch the glow,

But there’s no sound — only what I know.

(what I know, what I know, what I know)

Rings of a gas giant, spinning slow__________

Stories carved in ice and shadow

Orbiting truths we’ll never know

In the hush where starlight flows

(starlight flows, starlight flows, starlight flows)

Constellations fold and scatter,

As if thought could bend the void.

Every sun, a brief reminder

Of the warmth we once employed.

Gravity hums beneath my breathing,

The pulse of a cosmic sea,

And I’m smaller than the dream I’m leaving,

Still the dream won’t leave me be.

Rings of a gas giant, turning slow__________

Silver echoes where no winds blow.

I reach for the storms, I touch the glow,

But there’s no sound — only what I know.

(what I know, what I know, what I know)

Rings of a gas giant, spinning slow__________

Stories carved in ice and shadow

Orbiting truths we’ll never know

In the hush where starlight flows

(starlight flows, starlight flows, starlight flows)

Can you hear the stars rearranging?

They whisper in ultraviolet tongues.

We orbit what we’ll never understand,

And call it meaning.

Rings of a gas giant, turning slow__________

Silver echoes where no winds blow.

I reach for the storms, I touch the glow,

But there’s no sound — only what I know.

(what I know, what I know, what I know)

Rings of a gas giant, spinning slow__________

Stories carved in ice and shadow

Orbiting truths we’ll never know

In the hush where starlight flows

(starlight flows, starlight flows, starlight flows)

Rings of a gas giant, haloed flame_____________

Turning slow — it calls my name.

Between the storms, I lose my frame,

And fall through light, through thought, through shame.

(through shame, through shame, through shame)

Through light… through thought… through shame…

Rings turn on… and on… and on.