Galaxy of Dreams

Slow-build cosmic ballad with modern art-pop sheen; intimate piano and brushed drums in the verses, widening into huge, reverb-drenched chorus with analog synth swells and choir pads, Subtle glitchy percussion mimics starfields; middle bridge opens into a weightless, almost a cappella moment before drums and bass bloom back in, Male or female vocals, clear and close, with stacked harmonies on the hook, sleep

[Intro] Cabin lights low Countdown glow Passport stamped In starlight [Verse 1] They said this map was myth Folded in a comet’s fist Coffee ring on the launch-pad list Hands still shake But my heart leans in Bennu dust on my carry-on Tiny stone from a far-off dawn If it learned to cross the dark Maybe I can too tonight [Chorus] Take me to the galaxy of dreams Where we collect the gentle things Pocketful of quiet Handful of peace Float me where the heavy thoughts release I wanna fall Fall Fall between the beams Into that galaxy That galaxy of dreams [Verse 2] Seatbelt hum Engines pray Blue world shrinking Fades to gray Fear keeps tapping at my tray I breathe deep Let it drift away Somewhere past the metal skin Stars dissolve and soften in Sleep sneaks in like a velvet tide Melatonin moons on the other side [Chorus] Take me to the galaxy of dreams Where we collect the gentle things Pocketful of quiet Handful of peace Float me where the heavy thoughts release I wanna fall Fall Fall between the beams Into that galaxy That galaxy of dreams [Bridge] Row by row of sleeping faces Drifting through these in-between places [whispered vocals] Every tear we never cried Hangs as light on the other side Every laugh we almost lost Burns like suns across the frost We arrive when we let go Not when rockets touch the snow [Chorus] Take me to the galaxy of dreams Where we collect the gentle things Pocketful of quiet Handful of peace Float me where the heavy thoughts release I wanna fall Fall Fall between the beams Into that galaxy That galaxy of dreams [Outro] If Bennu sailed from distant seams So can we On silent streams Close your eyes Count to three That new year lives in what you see One slow breath And suddenly it seems You’re already home In the galaxy of dreams

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