Born from the clouds, a spark in the night,
A tiny flicker with a future so bright,
Sent on a journey by a thunderous decree,
An emissary of energy, wild and free.
Dancing on the wire, feeling so alive,
In the veins of the city, it starts to thrive,
Passing by homes, factories, and more,
The spark's adventure, a tale to explore.
Through the countryside, it swiftly flies,
Lighting up fields beneath starry skies,
It sees a farm, old windmill turning slow,
Could it bring life to this timeless show?
Onward it moves, with a whispering hum,
Through valleys and mountains, it continues to run,
A beacon of power, so small yet so grand,
Spreading its light across the land.
Into the heart of a bustling town,
The spark descends, never slowing down,
Passing through schools where children learn and play,
An emissary of energy, wild and free.
Dancing on the wire, feeling so alive,
In the veins of the city, it starts to thrive,
Passing by homes, factories, and more,
The spark's adventure, a tale to explore.
Through the countryside, it swiftly flies,
Lighting up fields beneath starry skies,
It sees a farm, old windmill turning slow,
Could it bring life to this timeless show?
Onward it moves, with a whispering hum,
Through valleys and mountains, it continues to run,
A beacon of power, so small yet so grand,
Spreading its light across the land.
Into the heart of a bustling town,
The spark descends, never slowing down,
Passing through schools where children learn and play,
Could it light up their dreams, lead the way?
It skips over hospitals, buzzing with care,
Bringing hope to the sick, courage to spare,
Yet it keeps going, driven by fate,
Searching for something to illuminate.
Now through the city, in neon glow,
The spark races on, with places to go,
Past towering skyscrapers, touching the sky,
Whispering tales as it rushes by.
Could it light up a concert, a beacon of sound?
A symphony of life, all around,
But the spark keeps on, ever so swift,
Seeking the moment to share its gift.
Finally, it reaches a humble abode,
Where an old radio waits to decode,
The spark slips in, with a silent breath,
Powering up, it feels like death.
Terrible music, a dissonant tune,
Fills the air, under the pale moon,
A journey so grand, an end so dire,
The spark's potential, lost in the mire.
A spark of creation, dancing through night,
At the speed of light, seeking its flight,
From fields to cities, it journeys afar,
Wondering always, what it will power.
But fate is a joker, with a cruel grin,
And the spark finds its end in the din,
A grand adventure, a tale so stark,
The world is changed by a tiny spark.
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Born from the clouds, a spark in the night,
A tiny flicker with a future so bright,
Sent on a journey by a thunderous decree,
An emissary of energy, wild and free.
Dancing on the wire, feeling so alive,
In the veins of the city, it starts to thrive,
Passing by homes, factories, and more,
The spark's adventure, a tale to explore.
Through the countryside, it swiftly flies,
Lighting up fields beneath starry skies,
It sees a farm, old windmill turning slow,
Could it bring life to this timeless show?
Onward it moves, with a whispering hum,
Through valleys and mountains, it continues to run,
A beacon of power, so small yet so grand,
Spreading its light across the land.
Into the heart of a bustling town,
The spark descends, never slowing down,
Passing through schools where children learn and play,
An emissary of energy, wild and free.
Dancing on the wire, feeling so alive,
In the veins of the city, it starts to thrive,
Passing by homes, factories, and more,
The spark's adventure, a tale to explore.
Through the countryside, it swiftly flies,
Lighting up fields beneath starry skies,
It sees a farm, old windmill turning slow,
Could it bring life to this timeless show?
Onward it moves, with a whispering hum,
Through valleys and mountains, it continues to run,
A beacon of power, so small yet so grand,
Spreading its light across the land.
Into the heart of a bustling town,
The spark descends, never slowing down,
Passing through schools where children learn and play,
Could it light up their dreams, lead the way?
It skips over hospitals, buzzing with care,
Bringing hope to the sick, courage to spare,
Yet it keeps going, driven by fate,
Searching for something to illuminate.
Now through the city, in neon glow,
The spark races on, with places to go,
Past towering skyscrapers, touching the sky,
Whispering tales as it rushes by.
Could it light up a concert, a beacon of sound?
A symphony of life, all around,
But the spark keeps on, ever so swift,
Seeking the moment to share its gift.
Finally, it reaches a humble abode,
Where an old radio waits to decode,
The spark slips in, with a silent breath,
Powering up, it feels like death.
Terrible music, a dissonant tune,
Fills the air, under the pale moon,
A journey so grand, an end so dire,
The spark's potential, lost in the mire.
A spark of creation, dancing through night,
At the speed of light, seeking its flight,
From fields to cities, it journeys afar,
Wondering always, what it will power.
But fate is a joker, with a cruel grin,
And the spark finds its end in the din,
A grand adventure, a tale so stark,
The world is changed by a tiny spark.
A tiny flicker with a future so bright,
Sent on a journey by a thunderous decree,
An emissary of energy, wild and free.
Dancing on the wire, feeling so alive,
In the veins of the city, it starts to thrive,
Passing by homes, factories, and more,
The spark's adventure, a tale to explore.
Through the countryside, it swiftly flies,
Lighting up fields beneath starry skies,
It sees a farm, old windmill turning slow,
Could it bring life to this timeless show?
Onward it moves, with a whispering hum,
Through valleys and mountains, it continues to run,
A beacon of power, so small yet so grand,
Spreading its light across the land.
Into the heart of a bustling town,
The spark descends, never slowing down,
Passing through schools where children learn and play,
An emissary of energy, wild and free.
Dancing on the wire, feeling so alive,
In the veins of the city, it starts to thrive,
Passing by homes, factories, and more,
The spark's adventure, a tale to explore.
Through the countryside, it swiftly flies,
Lighting up fields beneath starry skies,
It sees a farm, old windmill turning slow,
Could it bring life to this timeless show?
Onward it moves, with a whispering hum,
Through valleys and mountains, it continues to run,
A beacon of power, so small yet so grand,
Spreading its light across the land.
Into the heart of a bustling town,
The spark descends, never slowing down,
Passing through schools where children learn and play,
Could it light up their dreams, lead the way?
It skips over hospitals, buzzing with care,
Bringing hope to the sick, courage to spare,
Yet it keeps going, driven by fate,
Searching for something to illuminate.
Now through the city, in neon glow,
The spark races on, with places to go,
Past towering skyscrapers, touching the sky,
Whispering tales as it rushes by.
Could it light up a concert, a beacon of sound?
A symphony of life, all around,
But the spark keeps on, ever so swift,
Seeking the moment to share its gift.
Finally, it reaches a humble abode,
Where an old radio waits to decode,
The spark slips in, with a silent breath,
Powering up, it feels like death.
Terrible music, a dissonant tune,
Fills the air, under the pale moon,
A journey so grand, an end so dire,
The spark's potential, lost in the mire.
A spark of creation, dancing through night,
At the speed of light, seeking its flight,
From fields to cities, it journeys afar,
Wondering always, what it will power.
But fate is a joker, with a cruel grin,
And the spark finds its end in the din,
A grand adventure, a tale so stark,
The world is changed by a tiny spark.
Writer: Dave Solomon
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC