[Intro] Dad, why is the sky blue? Please don't ask such silly question... [Verse 1] Maps were drawn before the sea, Before the silence learned to speak. Lines that bend, but never break, Clouds that drift on static lakes. I found a man with mirrored eyes, He spoke of doors beyond the skies. Said, “If you reach the outer ring, You’ll hear the Earth stop whispering.” [Chorus] So tell me— Is there more than what we’re shown? Are we circling the known? Or walking something flat and wide, Underneath a frozen tide? [Verse 2] The stars are still, the stars are placed, Patterns hung in woven space. The sun, he said, is not that far, A lantern fixed behind a scar. He gave me nothing but a name, A sound that shimmered into flame. And when I spoke it in the dark, The sky cracked open, cold and stark. [Bridge - Soft vocal drift] The edge is near... But it does not fall. It folds, it turns, It waits for all. [Chorus] So tell me— Are we held within a dome? Are we ever truly home? Or tracing paths that lead inside, To where the old truths still reside? [Verse 3] I followed shadows past the ice, Through places lit with mirrored light. No answers came, no angels sang— Just silence, deep and echoing. But now I dream of shapes unknown, Of cities carved from glass and stone. And when I wake, I hear the sound— The steady hush of something round. ... Or something not. [Outro] The edge is not a lie. But it is not what they believe. The world is strange, And quietly alive.