[Intro] [grand piano enters with syncopated chords] [staccato strings and brass stabs] [bass and drums enter] Axel Fish, boom, boom! [Verse 1] [piano and light percussion] A thin white signal stitches up the night Not a flare, not a warning, just a quiet light We look up caught between reason and awe Like the sky just opened the door with no law [strings swell] It traced its path above the sleeping streets Past antennas, quiet labs, and half-lit screens If the numbers say the galaxy should sing Why do we only hear the echo of our own breathing? [Chorus] [full band, driving rhythm] Is it a distant star, or static in the air? Or a silence with a rule written everywhere? It bends around our heavy places clean and slow Like it knows the curves of gravity by heart Not a crown, not a conquest, not a show More like a message that refuses to perform Keep what helps, leave what harms, learn with care A small archive of choices moved with restraint built in there No flags in the waveform, no victory tone No sermon in the signal, no storm prone Just a steady kind of intelligence, low and clean Like someone saying, "Don't rush, stay here." [Bridge] [piano solo with light strings] Hidden in the spectrum, it slips through the seam Not sci-fi on a screen, more like tomorrow in a beam And here's the lesson we can live by night after night Be kind with your power, be wise with your light If we're first, stay human, don't turn bright into cruel If we're not, stay careful, every hello has a rule [Outro] [brass fanfare] Maybe the hard part's behind us all, make it up A fragile spark that hid and drowned in the dark Or maybe the hardest story's still ahead The moment we can break the world with what we've built So the question isn't only who's out there It's who do we become when we get there? [final piano chord] Axel Fish, boom, boom!
