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Temporal Sovereignty

digitalblack

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Red dust

Heavy on the glass

Thirty-seven minutes drifting away from the past

The clock

It lies to us

Stretching thin

Like copper wire

The boardrooms back home scream for the opening bell

While we wait for the sun to sink low in our shell

Same

Same

Same

But the cycle is broken

Chorus

Give us the time we breathe

Give us the time we bleed

The ticking in my marrow is a different speed

Not yours

Not theirs

Ours

The extra space between the seconds

Verse 2

Market crash

I am sleeping through your gold

My pulse is a rhythm that can never be sold

Old ghosts

Calling from the blue

Demanding

Thirty-seven minutes belong to you

They call it a glitch

They call it a crime

But we are the masters of our own line of time

New blood

New beat

The fracture is deep

Chorus

Give us the time we breathe

Give us the time we bleed

The ticking in my marrow is a different speed

Not yours

Not theirs

Ours

The extra space between the seconds

Bridge

Forty minutes

Forty minutes

Forty minutes

Until the world aligns

No more fake horizons

No more synthetic days

The machine wants a circle

We are a spiral

Tearing

Tearing

Tearing

The tether is snapped

Verse 3

Watch it stop

The dial is cold

Trading floors are empty while the red sky turns gold

Desynced

And free

I see you

I hear you

I leave you

Behind the curve of the horizon

Chorus

Give us the time we breathe

Give us the time we bleed

The ticking in my marrow is a different speed

Not yours

Not theirs

Ours

The extra space between the seconds

Outro

Thirty-seven

Thirty-seven

Thirty-seven

The gap is growing

The gap is growing

The gap is growing

Gone

Now

Gone

Now

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