**✨ *“Three of me in the ceiling”* ✨**
*(Verse 1)*
Fifteen grams and the floor melts open,
Colors breathing, every heartbeat spoken.
I blink once—then the room divides,
And three of me rise in neon tides.
I see my body lying there,
But I’m drifting in electric air,
A whisper made of trembling light,
A split of self in the glowing night.
*(Chorus)*
Three of me in the ceiling,
Watching myself, feeling,
Floating high where the light bends,
Breaking apart, but never ends.
I see me see me, watching me fall,
Three reflections in a silent hall.
I’m untethered, weightless, unseen—
Three of me in the ceiling.
*(Verse 2)*
One of me laughs like a solar flare,
One hums low like a midnight prayer,
One just stares with a child’s delight
At the rainbow veins of endless night.
My hands are stars, my breath is sound,
Gravity forgets to pull me down,
And I float where the quiet sings,
Unstitched from all my earthly strings.
*(Chorus)*
Three of me in the ceiling,Watching myself, feeling,
Floating high where the light bends,
Breaking apart, but never ends.
I see me see me, watching me fall,
Three reflections in a silent hall.
I’m untethered, weightless, unseen—
Three of me in the ceiling..
*(Bridge)*
I see myself seeing myself,
A mirror inside a mirror’s melt,
A spiral of being breaking free,
The universe humming inside of me.
No up, no down, no ground below—
Just a drifting, breathing afterglow.
If time is a thread, tonight it’s torn,
And three of me step through reborn.
If I could climb into one of those forms,
I’d ride the colors through shifting storms.
No gravity, no wall, no ground,
Just the soundless echo of what I found.
Three of me, watching, laughing, free,
A ceiling circus of infinity.
*(Final Chorus)*
Three of me in the ceiling,
Watching myself, feeling,
Floating high where the light bends,
Breaking apart, but never ends.
I see me see me, watching me fall,
Three reflections in a silent hall.
I’m untethered, weightless, unseen—
Three of me in the ceiling.
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