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Tiptoe Planet’s Nancy (Stephanie) lyrics and image by Stephanie & ChatGPT music by Suno AI Tiptoe Planet’s Nancy (Stephanie) As soon as I was told everything’s okay, The floor got quiet in a curious way. Shoes held their breath, the clocks leaned in, That’s when the tiptoeing would begin. On a planet where whispers learn to walk, Every step’s a secret, every silence talks. The ground hums softly under starry sheen, Welcome, traveler, to the Tiptoe Planet scene. Tiptoe, tiptoe, don’t wake the air, Every careful step says, “Yes, we care.” Across the dust of a silver glow, This is how the people of Tiptoe go. Nancy Katz with her notebook tight, Degree in words and a pen of light. She wrote the rules for quiet grace, “Tiptoeing for All Occasions” — cover to space. She knew how to walk through joy and doubt, How to step around fear without calling it out. Each comma placed like a gentle toe, Every sentence moving soft and slow. Tiptoe, tiptoe, mind the sound, Even thoughts wear slippers on this ground. Between the yeses and the no’s, That’s where the careful magic grows. They say every planet, spinning alone, Has a Nancy, has a Sluggo of its own. One who watches, one who plays, Keeping balance in their strange small ways. And Nancy knew, with a humble grin, This wasn’t luck she was living in. To be the Nancy, chosen, true, Was an honor she quietly grew into. When the alarms all faded out, And certainty finally showed its route, The people smiled, heels lifted high, Barely touching the ground or the sky. Because safety here is softly said, Not shouted loud, but gently spread. When everything’s okay at last, The quiet steps are unsurpassed. Tiptoe, tiptoe, planet-wide, Pride in each careful stride. Under moons that barely glow, Nancy leads the way we go. So if you land where the silence sings, And the ground feels light as remembering things, Listen close—you already know: You’re standing on the Tiptoe Planet, And Nancy’s proud you tiptoe.