Fragile Courage (Cover | Leakproof Heart)
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Fragile Courage (Cover | Leakproof Heart)
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Lyrics
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"The Gravity Defaulters"
The city is a forest of industrial needles, a million steel thorns waiting for a sacrifice.
I am Bubble 742. My workspace is a razor-sharp apex. Below, the masses are "climbing," their skins hardening into iron to survive the friction. But I have chosen a different career: Static Iridescence.
10:00 AM. My neighbor, Claire, vibrates on the next spike. She used to be an architect. Now, she is a perfect sphere of soap and silence. "The wind is rising," she whispers. Her surface ripples with a distorted reflection of a corporate bank. "Don't fight the air," I say. "Just refract it."
02:00 PM. The pressure is systemic. The world demands we pop, to fall as liquid, to join the gray sea on the pavement. Claire loses her tension. A soft click in the air. She is gone. The spike beneath her looks suddenly naked, robbed of its only ornament.
06:00 PM. I am still here. A fragile miracle of surface tension. I am not lazy. I am holding a position that physics says is impossible. My existence is a quiet riot. As long as I do not burst, this thorn is not a weapon—it is merely a pedestal for my colors.
I don’t need to reach the sky. I just need to stay round. In a world of sharp edges, the circle is the ultimate protest.
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"Fragile Courage"
The point is sharp.
The air is thin.
I’m tired of trying to fit in.
They want me hard,
They want me steel.
But I just want to feel…
what’s real.
I am staying still.
That’s my only strength.
I won't go to any length
To be what they want.
I’ll just be round.
I’ll just be light.
I’ll be the color
In their grayest night.
It’s not a fall.
It’s not a sleep.
It’s a secret I have to keep.
The world is jagged,
The world is fast.
But I’m making
This moment last.
Fragile, I know.
Fleeting, I am.
But I’m not a part
Of their giant plan.
Just a breath,
Just a glow,
Ready to stay,
Ready to go.
I am staying still.
That’s my only strength.
I won't go to any length
To be what they want.
I’ll just be round.
I’ll just be light.
I’ll be the color
In their grayest night.
No more climbing.
No more race.
Just this thin,
Beautiful,
Surface grace.