Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Old Bob, black and white, a shadow in the sun,
Loved the garden, every bug, his adventures never done.
Mike, eccentric, kind, a coder through and through,
Saw the future, AI's rise, a world he'd help renew.
They lived up on the hill, near Strowd's gentle green,
A quiet life, a loving home, a truly peaceful scene.
(Verse 2)
Both boys time on Earth far too short., a cherished, furry friend,
Before the days of Mike's long fight, right to the very end.
But even then, a loyalty, a spirit strong and true,
While Mike was charting digital paths, for dreams he'd see coming through.
The house on the hill, a constant, though the seasons changed their guise,
Holding stories, waiting for them, beneath the same wide skies.
(Chorus)
Now they're together, beyond the stars, beyond the grey,
In a place where code compiles and gardens bloom all day.
Bob's chasing pixel butterflies, through fields of electric blue,
Mike's building algorithms, with a purring cat beside him too.
A heavenly byte, a perfect patch, no glitches to be found,
Their love, a frequency that echoes, all around.
(Verse 3)
Mike's explaining quantum logic, to a cat who mostly sleeps,
But every now and then, a paw just gently creeps
Across the keyboard, striking keys, a random, sweet design,
And Mike just smiles, "Well, Bob, looks like that we're a great team!"
Perhaps it's an algorithm for eternal catnip dreams,
Or a program to ensure the sun forever beams.
(Bridge)
Bob, the furry guardian, a shadow at his feet,
Mike, the brilliant mind, making digital worlds complete.
No pain, no fading memories, just endless, joyful space,
A programmer and his loyal cat, finding their perfect place.
(Chorus)
Now they're together, beyond the stars, beyond the grey,
In a place where code compiles and gardens bloom all day.
Bob's chasing pixel butterflies, through fields of electric blue,
Mike's building algorithms, with a purring cat beside him too.
A heavenly byte, a perfect patch, no glitches to be found,
Their love, a frequency that echoes, all around.
(Outro)
So if you feel a whisper, on a quiet, starlit night,
It might be Bob's soft purr, or Mike's electric light.
Still coding, still exploring, always by your side, it's true,
The brilliant man, your most loyal cat, forever here with you.