Horizon's Pull 🌌
(Verse 1)
The air is thick, the light is wrong, the clocks are running slow
I look outside, beyond the clouds, at a place I think I know.
It's not the sun, it's not the moon, it's something dark and deep
A swirling, silent singularity, stealing all my sleep.
It hangs out on the edge of things, a gravity unseen
And I can feel the tidal change, the shift in what has been.
(Chorus)
There's a black hole on the horizon, influencing my mind
Pulling every thought I have, leaving sanity behind.
My emotions stretch like starlight, bending on the curve
I feel the cosmic energy, the pulse within every nerve.
I feel so light, I could just let go and fly into the blue,
But one more bad thing happens, and I know exactly what I'd do:
I'd be sunk with my head between my legs, saying, "Kiss my ass goodbye."
(Verse 2)
My body's strange, my limbs are long, they don't obey my will
I reach for coffee, miss the mug, stand perfectly still.
Is this the spaghettification? Am I being drawn and stretched?
My physical abilities, they feel completely detached.
I'm connected to the universe, I know the atoms spin
I feel the vast, indifferent force, right where my skin begins.
(Chorus)
There's a black hole on the horizon, influencing my mind
Pulling every thought I have, leaving sanity behind.
My emotions stretch like starlight, bending on the curve
I feel the cosmic energy, the pulse within every nerve.
I feel so light, I could just let go and fly into the blue,
But one more bad thing happens, and I know exactly what I'd do:
I'd be sunk with my head between my legs, saying, "Kiss my ass goodbye."
(Bridge)
The event horizon's calling out, a silent, velvet threat
It promises oblivion, the peace you can't forget.
It's the ultimate escape hatch, a zero-point return,
But fear keeps anchoring my feet, lessons I still must learn.
Is the pull upward, or is it down? Is it freedom, or the end?
I don't know which way I'll fall, when the universe will bend.
(Chorus)
There's a black hole on the horizon, influencing my mind
Pulling every thought I have, leaving sanity behind.
My emotions stretch like starlight, bending on the curve
I feel the cosmic energy, the pulse within every nerve.
I feel so light, I could just let go and fly into the blue,
But one more bad thing happ justens, and I know exactly what I'd do:
I'd be sunk with my head between my legs, saying, "Kiss my ass goodbye."
(Outro)
Kiss my ass goodbye...
The horizon's pull...
I'm waiting for the final word, from the cosmic void...
Am I soaring, or am I swallowed?
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