They say the world’s a sphere — But I just see it clear. The ocean’s still, it never bends, I see the start, not where it ends. (ooh, mmh…) Maps and stars — they lie above, I trust the sky I’m dreaming of. (yeah… hey-yeah…) They call me blind, But I can see — This flat horizon’s Calling me. My world is flat — I feel it deep inside, No curve can break The way I’m alive. From ice to fire, From sky to sea, This edge of truth — Belongs to me. (belongs… to me…) They talk of hollow worlds below, Of cubes and domes — illusions glow. They spin their spheres, I draw my line, And find my peace where stars align. (mmh) You say I’m lost, But I’m still free. I found my ground, Infinity. (hey…) My world is flat — But my soul’s alive. No curve can bend The way I survive. You see illusion, I see grace, In every straight line — I find my place. (I find… my place…) Show me stars, fly me high, Still, I’ll stand where oceans die. The truth I see — it’s mine to find, Even if the world leaves me behind. My world is flat, My faith is wide. No curve can hide The fire inside. (yeah) My world is flat — And it’s mine tonight.
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