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Lyrics
[Intro]
In the heart of the chaos, a calm frontier,
A pocket of still, where the sounds disappear.
Gold bowl, blue bottles, stories old and new,
A family ritual, a psycho rendezvous.
[Verse 1]
Rolling through years, with the flame and the leaf,
A tapestry woven, with moments brief.
Generations gathered, laughter in the air,
Navigating the cosmos, without a single care.
[Pre-Chorus]
First impressions might hold a stoic face,
But inside a universe, I trace.
A quiet exterior, a mind in flight,
Through psychedelic realms, into the night.
[Chorus]
In the session bowl, I find my truth,
Floating on the blue, in my youthful booth.
A connoisseur of colors, of visions unseen,
Living my story, in the in-between.
[Bridge]
The gin’s cool whisper, tonic’s gentle splash,
Refreshes the soul, in a moment’s flash.
Behind the calm, the universe whispers,
A secret garden, where curiosity stirs.
[Outro]
So here’s to the ritual, and the stories woven,
In the middle of the chaos, my spirit’s golden.
From the bowl to the bottle, my soul set free,
Living my journey, just being me.
Details
GeneratedDec 14, 2025
Duration3:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
Psychedelic folk with acoustic elements and a mellow groove
Credits
Prompt by
WifeBiters
WifeBitersModelAria v5
