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LIGHT YEARS APART : ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี

LIGHT YEARS APART : ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี NOT A BAND. A STATEMENT. Performed by a borrowed voice. Written from my silence. Told from a world of violence. Echoed through sirens. AI-assisted project. Human-written. Machine-forged. Produced by: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี Lyrics written by: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี (100%) Vocal performance generated via AI (Suno) Arrangement & Melody: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี Lyric I rise alone in blazing gold, A crown of heat I cannot hold. The sky obeys, the planets spin, But nothing cools the fire within. You drift in silver, pale and slow, A borrowed light you’ll never own. You face my glow but turn away, Afraid of what my touch would make. I am the fire you circle from afar, You are the tide that fears my scar. We share one sky, one silent tune, But light devours the fragile moon. We only meet when the world turns black, When day collapses, no turning back. One stolen breath beneath the ruin, Then light returns… and I lose you again. They call it distance, call it fate, A sacred line we cannot break. Your oceans move when I appear, Yet you pretend I’m nowhere near. We pass like ghosts in mirrored flight, Chasing edges of the night. Every eclipse we dare to try Leaves ash across the open sky. I am the flame you can’t escape, You are the dusk my rays reshape. We share one curse, one silent wound— Too close… you turn to ash. We only touch when the heavens crack, When shadows swallow the fading track. Your silver heart in my burning hands, A love no orbit understands. Then dawn arrives without regret, You fade… and I’m still burning yet. They call it balance, cosmic design, A perfect distance drawn in line. But what is fate if love must hide Behind the laws we can’t defy? If I am day and you are night, Why do I ache without your light? Light years apart — that’s what they say. Just space. Just time. Just cosmic delay. But distance carves what we can’t amend… And space decides how our worlds will end. Silence. One breath. Burn me down — I’ll still rise. Break the sky — rewrite the lines. If love’s a law we must obey, Then let the universe decay. No more orbit. No more grace. Let the sun fall out of place. So let the heavens turn again, Let darkness be our only friend. If this is how the cosmos ends, I’ll burn for you beyond the end. One final shadow, one last bloom— The sun… The fire… Devours the moon.