Trio of Senses

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I got a heart like a satellite bloom,
Catching echoes in invisible rooms.
Vibrations land where reason won’t sit,
Was that a shadow or pollen adrift?

Sensitivity cuts like glass in my sleeve,
I feel the glances no one believes.
Intuition spins on a silent wheel,
Maps what’s hidden, what they conceal.

Numbness knocks with a velvet glove,
Offers me quiet I almost love.
But I miss all the glimmers and signs—
She was a lighthouse, I thought just design.

Love and fear co-sign the lease,
In my cortex—can I find peace?
Feel too much, then I feel too none,
Thought I crossed the line—nah, wave one.

Ooh, mind’s a dance of pulse and void,
Half attuned, half paranoid.
Maybe balance is a myth we sell,
Or maybe it’s a rhythm we learn to spell.

Sensitivity: the watchtower’s eye,
Sees the ripple before the sky.
Intuition: a compass without a map,
Moves me through what words collapse.
Numbness: the border’s flame,
Keeps me steady, lets me rename.

They’re not a war—they’re a woven choir,
Three pulses burn on the same wire.
Not split—I’m tuned, I’m alive,
Riding these engines that sense and survive.

Love and fear co-sign the lease,
In my cortex—can I find peace?
Feel too much, then I feel too none,
Thought I crossed the line—nah, wave one.

Ooh, mind’s a dance of pulse and void,
Half attuned, half paranoid.
Maybe balance is a myth we sell,
Or maybe it’s a rhythm we learn to spell.

Call it radar, call it thread, call it shield—
Each one a compass on an unseen field.
Some days I feel, some days I know,
Some days I become the letting go.

When I feel too deep, I become the sea.
When I feel too none, I’m a hollow marquee.
But when they hum like a jazz trio now—
I pulse, I see, I breathe somehow.

Feel too much? I carve a song.
Feel too none? I drift along.
Feel just right? I stay, I try—
That’s intuition with a butterfly.

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These lyrics are written and owned by Rachel’s Original (Rachel Liu). Please do not copy, share, or adapt them without permission. Thank you for respecting the creator’s work.

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🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 I got a heart like a satellite bloom, Catching echoes in invisible rooms. Vibrations land where reason won’t sit, Was that a shadow or pollen adrift? Sensitivity cuts like glass in my sleeve, I feel the glances no one believes. Intuition spins on a silent wheel, Maps what’s hidden, what they conceal. Numbness knocks with a velvet glove, Offers me quiet I almost love. But I miss all the glimmers and signs— She was a lighthouse, I thought just design. Love and fear co-sign the lease, In my cortex—can I find peace? Feel too much, then I feel too none, Thought I crossed the line—nah, wave one. Ooh, mind’s a dance of pulse and void, Half attuned, half paranoid. Maybe balance is a myth we sell, Or maybe it’s a rhythm we learn to spell. Sensitivity: the watchtower’s eye, Sees the ripple before the sky. Intuition: a compass without a map, Moves me through what words collapse. Numbness: the border’s flame, Keeps me steady, lets me rename. They’re not a war—they’re a woven choir, Three pulses burn on the same wire. Not split—I’m tuned, I’m alive, Riding these engines that sense and survive. Love and fear co-sign the lease, In my cortex—can I find peace? Feel too much, then I feel too none, Thought I crossed the line—nah, wave one. Ooh, mind’s a dance of pulse and void, Half attuned, half paranoid. Maybe balance is a myth we sell, Or maybe it’s a rhythm we learn to spell. Call it radar, call it thread, call it shield— Each one a compass on an unseen field. Some days I feel, some days I know, Some days I become the letting go. When I feel too deep, I become the sea. When I feel too none, I’m a hollow marquee. But when they hum like a jazz trio now— I pulse, I see, I breathe somehow. Feel too much? I carve a song. Feel too none? I drift along. Feel just right? I stay, I try— That’s intuition with a butterfly. 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 These lyrics are written and owned by Rachel’s Original (Rachel Liu). Please do not copy, share, or adapt them without permission. Thank you for respecting the creator’s work. Lyrics Creation: © 2025 Rachel’s Original Music Arrangement: © 2025 Rachel’s Original Copyright © 2025 Rachel’s Original https://suno.com/@rachelliu All rights reserved.

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