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COMET 3i ATLAS


Artist: SamoyArt
Key Signature: A major
Time Signature: 4/4
Artist's Description
The song was released at the time when Comet 3i ATLAS passes by - a moment of cosmic journey captured in sound. I am the sole author, with the lyrics entirely created by me and the music generated using the AI tool Suno under my creative control.

Genre(s): New Age, Ambient New Age, Meditation Music
Mood(s): Calm, Hypnotic, Meditative, Magical, Relaxed
Style(s): Inspirational, Mystery, Sci-Fi, Soundscape
Tempo: Mid Tempo
Language(s): English
Instrument(s): Vocals-Sung
Vocal Type(s): Female Vocals
File Type: MP3

* Audio may contain AI generated content
COMET 3i ATLASDigital Download:$0.99
Standard License:$99.00
Extended License:$199.00
COPYRIGHT TRANSFER ENQUIRY PRICE:$4,999.00
Drifts slow, drifts too close...
Cosmic shimmer fills your gaze...
Stars flicker, whisper in code...
Comet slides past moons,
Fading away…


Is this a comet?
Or maybe an envoy?
Or maybe a savior?
Or our mysterious guest?

Question coils chasing minds...
Pulls, shine, sway slow
Night haunts where the galaxy slays...
We are just moths of cosmic dust.
And comet fades, fades, fades...

This is the sacred question…
Frozen still...still...still...


Breathe in this beautiful stardust, Pulsing through the amber sky...
Time folds and folds again,
Unveiling the game...
Silver echoes hang unanswered, passing by…


Is this a comet?
Or maybe an envoy?
Or maybe a savior?
Or our mysterious guest?

Question coils chasing minds
Pulls, shine, sway slow
Night haunts where the galaxy slays...
We are just moths of cosmic dust
And comet fades, fades, fades...

This is the sacred question…
Frozen still...still...still...


We trace the spiral of nothing!
Glance at the shimmer, hold it!
Dust on the tip of thought...
Tongues of light coil and dance...
Echoes of starlight leap the void,
Leaving us with the chance!


Is this a comet?
Or maybe an envoy?
Or maybe a savior?
Or our mysterious guest?

Question coils chasing minds...
Pulls, shine, sway slow...
Night haunts where the galaxy slays...
We are just moths of cosmic dust.
And comet fades, fades, fades...

This is the sacred question…
Frozen still...still...still...

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