Track · Apr 28, 2025 · English
The Jester’s Prayer (for surviving now — and blooming later)
Duration
4:00
Language
English
Lyrics
> I will laugh when the weight is too much.
I will cry when the truth demands it.
I will not betray my own soul to fit their stories.
My laughter is a seed, not a sword.
My heart is a lamp, not a lure.
I am not the villain in their pain.
I am a mirror, a witness, a wanderer.
I dance through ruins and dream of gardens.
I stand unseen and still imagine welcome.
I live unloved and still believe in love.
I am the fool, yes —
but I am also the seed,
the singer,
the spark.
And someday, somehow,
even these broken stones
will bloom.
Style
ethereal ambient soundscape with soothing pads and ocean waves
Credits
Prompt byUncertaintyIsCertain
GeneratedApr 28, 2025
ModelAria v4
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