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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Small hands
On the window ledge
Tracing trails
Where the moth dust rests
You’re counting legs
On a silver centipede
While the castle drowns
In another feast
You speak
To the beetles in their shells
Tell them secrets
You can’t tell yourself
Every wing you watch
Is a softer kind of spell
You see more than anyone
And you keep it to yourself
[Chorus]
Silk-winged dreamer
Lost in the corners
Reading the future
In the crawl and the flutter
They call you strange
They don’t see what you see
Little queen of quiet things
Building kingdoms
Only you believe
[Verse 2]
Bare feet
On a cold stone floor
Lantern lit
By your bedroom door
You wake from a vision
With your heartbeat sore
Write down every image
So you won’t forget the storm
There’s a spider
On your trembling wrist
You whisper
“Will it hurt like this?”
Crowds in the hall
But you’re far from all of it
Following a firefly
Through the dark of what might hit
[Chorus]
Silk-winged dreamer
Lost in the corners
Reading the future
In the crawl and the flutter
They call you strange
They don’t know what you know
Little queen of quiet things
Holding worlds
You’re scared to show
[Bridge]
Do you ever wish
You could sleep through the signs?
Just count the ants
Instead of counting the times
You watched it all fall
Before it arrived
(could you change it?)
(would they listen if you tried?)
[Chorus]
Silk-winged dreamer
Alone in your tower
Seeing tomorrow
In a soft
Fragile shimmer
They call you odd
They don’t feel your fear
Little queen of quiet things
Every creeping
Crawling whisper
Is a crown
Only you can hear
Details
GeneratedFeb 9, 2026
Duration3:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
Ethereal orchestral pop with female vocals; soft piano and glassy pads in the verses, brushed snares and warm bass blooming in the chorus. Close-mic, intimate tone to match shy delivery, widening on the hook with airy harmonies and a distant children’s choir. Subtle strings and celeste trace her visions; bridge pulls back to almost a whisper before a final, luminous lift., female vocals, gentle, deep
Credits
Prompt byAuto_GraphBabe
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Female vocals, a song about Helaena Targaryen the dreamer gentle, introverted, eccentric. Deep fascination with insects.
