Last Smoke at Dawn

Five hundred forty-five, waiting for the light,

Dueña de los trozos,

staring at the sky tonight.

I'm not that important,

but you're more than gorgeous,

"Falling into pieces", la musica è il mio fortress.

Fragmenta lucent.

{intimate close-mic vocal, analog hiss} I am the pieces,

the stars, the conversation a week,

Dueña del cielo, with a future that I seek.

I’m falling to pieces,

but the stars have a reason,

"Only one conversation", in this shifting season.

Stellae in caelo. {soaring yet fragile vocal}

No cap, it’s the flex,

the sea, the weed,

the phone, Reclamando mi paz,

when I'm left all alone.

C’est pas du brain rot,

c’est le seul truc qui tient,

I’m 4K fragment, sovereign,

and the peace is my own domain.

Pax in fragmentis. {steady flow,

foley phone ring rhythm} It ate,

the "perfect"—no crumbs of the gate,

Soy la soberana, accepting my fate.

Je suis la souveraine qui brille dans les éclats,

And that’s the real vibe,

the reason I'm here at last.

Ratio fulgendi. {building tension,

guitar swell} I am the pieces,

the stars, the conversation a week,

Dueña del cielo, with a future that I seek.

I’m falling to pieces,

but the stars have a reason,

"Only one conversation", in this shifting season.

Stellae in caelo.

{full vocal layer, twinkling accents} 100% Tiguidou.

All the stars have a reason.

Tienen una razón.

Ils ont une raison.

Rationem habent. Tiguidou.

{fading fragments, last smoke at dawn

vibe}