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[Verse 1]
Crumbs turn to stars beneath our soles,
The path rewrites itself in Morse of holes.

[Verse 2]
Trees breathe sugar and whisper maps,
Our pockets hum with secret synapse taps.

[Music Break]

[Verse 3]
Gingerbread heart beats like a borrowed drum,
Window eyes blink slow, the color comes.

[Verse 4]
We taste the moon on licorice lips,
Time bends its spine and sips our scripts.

[Verse 5]
A woman smiles with clockwork teeth,
Her lullaby pulls threads from underneath.

[Music Break]

[Verse 6]
Hands become maps, fingers fold to roads,
Echoes answer back in syruped codes.

[Verse 7]
The oven breathes a velvet, warm deceit,
We trade our shame for sugar at its feet.

[Verse 8]
Brother counts the sun in tiny stones,
Sister hears the sky speak from the bones.

[Music Break]

[Verse 9]
Flame curls slow like thoughts unstitched,
We drop the anchor of doubt, then switch.

[Verse 10]
Ash tastes like home and memory peels,
We leave the trail — gone are the reels.

[Outro — soft fade]
Candied ghosts applaud with hollow hands,
We walk away lighter, no maps, no plans.