Digimon - Underneath the Surface (Ranamon's Song)
An AI song about Ranamon from Digimon.
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Lyrics:
I shimmer where the mirrors break apart,
The tide reflects a war inside my heart,
Beauty’s a blade, and I’ve worn it too long,
Fighting for praise in a world gone wrong.
I chased perfection through a silver storm,
My reflection blurred, began to transform,
The truth was deeper than the mask I wore,
Salt on my skin, but I wanted more.
Can you see through the shimmer, the light that deceives?
The ocean remembers what pride won’t believe,
I fought for a throne made of whispers and glass,
But power will fade, like the waves when they pass.
The others rise, their courage runs deep,
While I drown in the secrets I keep,
I thought control would make me feel whole,
But the crown just weighed on my soul.
There’s a calm now, cruel in its grace,
The stillness holds my own reflection’s face,
I see the girl who wanted to belong,
And I forgive her, though she was wrong.
Can you see through the shimmer, the light that deceives?
The ocean remembers what pride won’t believe,
I fought for a throne made of whispers and glass,
But power will fade, like the waves when they pass.
Currents pull me to places unknown,
Washing the pride from the salt and stone,
I’m lighter now, unbound from the pain,
The storm inside learns peace again.
The surface breaks but I don’t look away,
I’ve found my truth in the undertow’s sway,
No need for thrones, no need for disguise,
Just the open sea and unclouded skies.
There’s beauty in falling, in learning to rise,
In losing the mirror to open your eyes,
The water forgives, it remembers, it frees,
And carries the lost to the calmest of seas.
So I drift through the quiet, the moon overhead,
The wars are forgotten, the words left unsaid,
A whisper of foam where the past used to be,
I am the tide, and the tide is me.