By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe Β© 2026 Mark Damon Bitkower. Lyrics & written content are original and owned by the author. All rights reserved. No reproduction, redistribution, or use without prior written permission. πŸ°πŸŒ™π•΅π–†π–ˆπ–π•½π–†π–‡π–‡π–Žπ–™ π•Ύπ–‘π–Žπ–’π–˜πŸŒ™πŸ° So… you talk about the weather, and I nod like I’m still here. You laugh about forever, but the echo disappears. Your eyes skim over oceans you’ve never dared to knowβ€” You live upon the surface, where I drowned so long ago. [Chorus] Oh, I wish you were deeper, not just light on the skin. I wish you could feel me where the silence begins. There’s gold beneath the grieving, and stars inside the scarsβ€” But you’re tracing constellations without knowing what they are. [Verse 2] I’ve watched a thousand faces scroll by like restless ghosts. They talk of love and meaning, but never make a post about the quiet hunger that keeps them half-awakeβ€” They sell their souls for comfort and call it β€œgive and take.” [Chorus] Oh, I wish you were deeper, past the filters and the noise. Where truth is soft and broken, and pain can still rejoice. You’d find me in the stillness, where the dreamers tend to hideβ€” But you stay where it’s easy, and call it being β€œalive.” [Bridge] I’m not angry, just lonely, in a world so paper-thin. You touch me with your presence, but never step within. There’s a galaxy of feeling behind these tired eyesβ€” But when I try to show it, you look away… surprised. [Final Chorus] Oh, I wish you were deeper, so I wouldn’t feel so strange. Maybe then our shadows could finally exchange. I’d meet you past the daylight, where the quiet souls still weepβ€” But it’s hard to dream with dreamers who never fall that deep. [Outro Β· spoken/soft sung] So I drift between the layers, in the hush that no one hears… Still whispering to the water: β€œI wish you were deeper, my dear.”