Morrigan - Atlas Of The Unknown
Автор: Rayndell
Загружено: 2026-03-11
Просмотров: 10
Описание:
An epic progressive and psychedelic rock anthem about the mysteries of space.
#progressiverock #morrigan
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Silver dust on the windowsill
Old charts spread across the floor
Coffee rings on constellations
Routes I traced a thousand times before
[Verse 2]
Lantern hum on an antique globe
Spinning seas I’ve never sailed
Tiny pins where legends ended
Blank white gaps where every map has failed
[Chorus]
Draw me an atlas of the unknown
Fold every question into roads I can roam
If the stars are seeds in a dark
Deep loam
Show me how to grow
Show me how to go
Through the mystery—make it home
[Verse 3]
Childhood nights on the rooftop tiles
Frost-bit fingers
Counting scars of light
You said
“Every answer births a question”
I watched my breath fade into the night
[Verse 4]
Dusty books like sleeping giants
Margins full of someone else’s doubt
I underlined the word “beginning”
Wondered what the pages left out
[Pre-Chorus]
Is there a door inside this doubt?
A hidden hinge in the fear I shout?
If I lean into the unaligned
Will the unknown lean back
Be kind?
[Chorus]
Draw me an atlas of the unknown
Fold every question into roads I can roam
If the stars are seeds in a dark
Deep loam
Show me how to grow
Show me how to go
Through the mystery—make it home
[Bridge]
Teach me to fall through the floorboards of reason (oh)
Hand over hand on a ladder of doubt
Ride every spiral
Each season
Each treason
Where all that I “knew” is burning out
Let every “why” be a doorway I enter
Feet on the edge of an infinite stair
If wonder is the weight that keeps me centered
Then gravity is just a kind of prayer
[Verse 5]
Signal flare on a distant shore
Echo comes
But never says my name
I am sand inside a spiral shell
Listening for someone else’s flame
[Verse 6]
Microscope
Telescope
Open hand
Every lens just widens what we see
Tiny worlds in a single raindrop
Endless skies in a bent knee
[Pre-Chorus]
We are the question and the key
A flicker asking
“What could be?”
If there’s a path through all this night
It’s carved by those who strike a light
[Chorus]
Draw me an atlas of the unknown
Fold every question into roads I can roam
If the stars are seeds in a dark
Deep loam
Show me how to grow
Show me how to go
Through the mystery—call it home
Through the mystery—call it home (oh yeah)
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