HOW DO MIRACLES SPEAK TO US (ORIGINAL LYRICS, MUSIC VIDEO & AI ART)

Описание: I don't like to think that life is flat. Miracles may only be the fruit of our imagination, but they nourish our lives beyond logic. How they speak to us, how to understand the language of mystery and beauty? Music and art are vehicles and expressions of that hieroglyphic and enigmatic language. In HOW DO MIRACLES SPEAK TO US, I have explored new styles of imagery and written lyrics that are a prayer, a love letter, and a question about our transcendence.

HOW DO MIRACLES SPEAK TO US
[Verse 1]
I keep tiny words in your phone
Little winged sounds that echo in your bones,
then they disappear, don’t weigh
I dub strangers voices, I learn to pray

I float through the air just to get to you
No gravity, only words we never say
Soft as a rumor, thin as a sigh
With the subtle touch of a feather that writes

[Pre-Chorus]
I slide small adjectives in your clothes
In the keys you press, in the doors you shut
But your mouth swallows my breath,
So I learn how to speak like the breeze
I gotta be lighter
Gotta be swift
Gotta undress every sound I give you

[Chorus]
I speak to you, I speak to you
Then I fade into your silence
I live in you, I breathe in you
I enter your voice to find the miracle

[Verse 2]

I place alphabet embryos in your palms
They sweat light, they beg for rain
I wait for water to erase my edges
Make my hours transparent

Your voice is a hallway with no walls
Your name is a door that opens me
I stand half-born in your echo
Like a question learning to bleed

[Pre-Chorus 2]
What’s the size of a human soul?
What’s a miracle really worth?
What’s the measure of a dream we hold?
Is there an Ear for our tongues on Earth?

[Chorus]
I speak to you, I speak to you
Then I fade into your silence
I live in you, I breathe in you
I enter your voice to find the miracle

[Verse 3]
I babble seeds, little unborn sounds
They shake inside the curve of you now
Liquid dialects, dripping slow
I blow on the place where your voice is born

Not touching skin, but I feel your heat
Not crossing lines, but I feel your need
We making language without a sound

[Pre-Chorus 3]

I slide small adjectives in your clothes
In the keys you press, in the doors you shut
But your mouth swallows my breath,
So I learn how to speak like the breeze
I gotta be lighter
Gotta be swift
Gotta undress every sound I give you

[Chorus]

I speak to you, I speak to you
Then I fade into your silence
I live in you, I breathe in you
I enter your voice to find the miracle

[Bridge]
It don’t matter, I’ll build my life in fog
Far from machines that brand our thoughts
I’ll learn the green of a thousand trees
Shoot one small arrow into intimacy
Somewhere quiet
Somewhere slow
Somewhere words don’t have to grow

[Outro / Vamp]
I speak to you…
I fade into you…
I live in your voice…
That’s the miracle…
I speak to you…
I fade into you…
I live in your voice…
That’s the miracle…