Under glass and coated skies
We wrote our love in lullabies
Each beat a line
Each breath a sign
Of something fading out of time
The circuit's on my final prayer
A pulse that lingers thin and rare
The rhythm slips
But still it speaks The heart's last sequence beats
The world decays in perfect sync
And all that's left is what we think
The heart's last sequence
Still running,
still seamless
Through silence and distance Through endings,
through weakness
A code that bleeds between the seams The heart's last sequence dreams
You
said the pulse would never fade But time rewrites what we have made
The data drips Like falling rain
Through empty lines of soft refrain
And I still feel that phantom through
The ghostly beat that's growing on the memory humps
Where logic sleeps The heart's last sequence keeps
The light inside begins to stall
But still we rise though we may fall
Lord,
today is Sunday, the second day of November.
Thank you for a new month and a new beginning.
Fill our hearts with peace,
strength,
and gratitude.
Bless our steps,
guide our decisions, and protect our families.
Let this month bring healing, hope, and joy.
Surround us with your love,
and let your favor rest upon us in everything we do.
Amen.
Stop crying my child, I will bless you forever.
Before tomorrow morning you will shout for joy.
If you believe, type joy is coming.
And share this video to three people you love mostly.
And type Jesus remember me,
I will remember you and your families.
If you believe in this prayer,
give me a red heart.
The signal burns, it still remains
Forever caught between machines
The heart's last sequence Still endless,
still needless
Through data and dust
Through memories,
trust
No life,
no life,
yet still it beeps The heart's last
sequence dreams