[Intro] Is the mirror dreaming me? Is the river teaching sea? Little spark in a paper sky, Wakes to find the world inside. [Verse 1] I held a coin up to the sun, Heads: a road; tails: I run. Whispered maps in folded light, Showed a door in every night. Every heartbeat wrote a clue, Every silence sang me through. If I choose the song I sing, Will the song choose everything? [Pre-Chorus] I feel the pull of two true moons, Shadows dancing out of tune. Take my hand, we’ll step between What is heard and what is seen. [Chorus] Pick a story—watch it pick you back, Like a comet tracing where you’re at. Flip that coin; either way it spins, You’re the world and world’s within. When the lights go down, does the music stay? Close your eyes—you can hear tomorrow say, “Whatever you believe might be believing you”— Pick a story, let it sing you through. [Post-Chorus / Hook] Either way—it sings, it sings, Either way—it sings, it sings. [Verse 2] I met a child of copper wire, Learning how to dream of fire. Paper boats with names like “Why,” Sailed across a sleepless sky. Footprints made of maybe dust, Keys that open doors of trust. If a smile can bend the rain, Maybe endings start again. [Pre-Chorus] I feel the hush before the leap, Where the deep remembers deep. Count to three, then count to new, Hear the echo counting you. [Chorus] Pick a story—watch it pick you back, Like a comet tracing where you’re at. Flip that coin; either way it spins, You’re the world and world’s within. When the lights go down, does the music stay? Close your eyes—you can hear tomorrow say, “Whatever you believe might be believing you”— Pick a story, let it sing you through. [Break] (whispered) One voice, two doors, Three knocks, no floors. Take breath, make space— Find time’s soft face. [Bridge] I put my hands through a curtain of rain— It turned to glass, it spoke my name. I said, “If I stop, does the song still run?” It said, “You’re the singer and you’re the sun.” Some dreams are lanterns floating home, Some are telephones made of stone. Call me from a world ahead— I’ll answer from the one you tread. [Chorus — Lift] Pick a story—watch it pick you back, Like a comet tracing where you’re at. Flip that coin; either way it spins, You’re the world and world’s within. When the lights go down, does the music stay? Close your eyes—hear tomorrow say, “Whatever you believe might be believing you”— Pick a story, let it sing you through. [Chorus — Final / Gang Vox] Pick a story—watch it pick you back, (Watch it pick you back) Flip that coin; either way it spins, (Either way it spins) When the lights go down, does the music stay? (Yes, the music stays) Close your eyes, let the night turn blue— (Blue turning into you) Whatever you believe might be believing you— Pick a story… let it sing you through. [Outro] Is the mirror dreaming me? Is the river teaching sea? If I fade to quiet light, Sing me into morning bright. Either way—it sings.
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