PROJECTION

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[Intro — distant piano, glass-like synths, whispered choir] Close your eyes… Can you see it? A city made of memories, a sky that never learned to sleep… If I dream it long enough— will it become real? [Instrumental rise — strings, electronic pulse] Verse 1 Neon rivers underneath the streets, silent towers breathing in the dark. Every sleeping heart creates a world, every broken wish becomes a spark. They told us dreams were only shadows, little ghosts behind our eyes. But when the midnight system opened, we watched imagination rise. A flower born from sorrow, a sword shaped out of fear, a thousand shining memories suddenly appeared. Pre-Chorus And somewhere in the static I can hear a distant voice— “What will you create when dreaming becomes choice?” Chorus We are the architects of impossible skies, painting tomorrow with fire in our eyes. Thought into matter, desire into light— we pull constellations out of the night. Dream until the boundaries disappear, dream until the unreal becomes clear. If this world is only what we believe… Then let me dream a new reality. [Post-Chorus — melodic trance lead] Ah-ah-ah… Somnia… memoria… Ah-ah-ah… Reality is dreaming through me. Verse 2 Some create angels from forgotten names, some summon monsters they refuse to face. Every secret buried in the heart leaves another footprint in this place. There are children building oceans, there are kings constructing wars. Someone dreamed a dead friend breathing— now she's standing at their door. If memories can become bodies, if nightmares learn to breathe, tell me which one is the illusion: What I see… or what I believe? Pre-Chorus II The skyline starts to fracture, the stars descend like rain. Every dream we manifested rewrites the world again. Chorus II We are the architects of impossible skies, painting tomorrow with fire in our eyes. Thought into matter, desire into light— we pull constellations out of the night. Dream until the boundaries disappear, dream until the unreal becomes clear. If this world is only what we believe… Then let me dream a new reality. [Instrumental Break — piano → strings → heavy electronic pulse] [Choir] Somnia nascuntur… Memoria manet… Lux ex tenebris… Vita ex mente… [Whispered] What is real? [Drop — melodic trance / orchestral EDM] Dream. Create. Awaken. Dream. Create. Awaken. Bridge What if heaven was somebody's memory? What if death was only one bad dream? What if every god we ever worshipped was a thought that learned to breathe? What if I could reach inside you, find the place where your hope survives— Would you let me pull it from the darkness? Would you let it come alive? [Music drops almost completely — solo piano] I once dreamed of a world where nobody had to wake alone. [Silence] So I made one. [Final build — orchestra, choir, drums, synth arpeggios] Final Chorus We are the architects of impossible skies, carrying universes behind our eyes. Pain into beauty, memory into light— turn every nightmare into something bright. Even if reality begins to disappear, even if the end of everything draws near, I'll hold on to the one thing no machine can take from me— The infinite world that sleeps beneath my dreams. Final Refrain So dream— until the stars become your own. Dream— until the empty world has grown. Dream— even when reality comes undone. Because every universe begins… with someone. [Outro — fading choir and electronic heartbeat] Somnia… Memoria… Realitas… Close your eyes. And create.