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{driving piano motif enters,
building orchestral strings layer in,
warm spacious atmosphere unfolds}
I’m writing the story in the ink of the golden hour,
Taking the pieces, and turning them into power!
High-rise, starlight-eyes, call it what you want,
I’m the legend inside the narrative that they’re scared to haunt.
Tara is the author,
the author is the art,
I’m manifesting forever, inside a human heart!
{soaring powerful breathy belt,
immense sparkling production, orchestral meow-meow string-crescendo rises} It’s the Tuesday in November,
it’s the look you didn't give,
It’s the reason that I’m here,
it’s the only way to live.
Meaw meaw,
in the cinematic hum,
Meaw meaw,
look what we’ve become.
{intimate precise vocals, piano and distant heartbeat,
tension building}
Synchronized, prioritized, the energy is gold,
I’ve found the final frequency—a story to be told!
{explosive triumphant wall of sound,
guitars strings drums
crashing in unity, meow-meow orchestral
peak} 1. [Narrative]: The sovereignty of the detail...
eternal.
2. [Syncopation]: The rhythmic heartbeat of the truth...
infinite.
3. [Unity]: The golden-sovereign resonance...
burning truth. 4. [Synthesis]: The clarity of the 'evermore'...
total liberation.
Optimism-Sovereign. Radiant. Resonant. Clear.
Efficient.
Universal. {soft whispered melodic meow,
gentle piano chord fade,
resonant close} {resonant piano chord rings out,
final soft meow
whisper, infinite
spacious
fade}