Dreamy & VelvetGrip
Dreamy Dreamy
VelvetGrip VelvetGrip
VelvetGrip VelvetGrip
Ever notice how a movie can feel like a dream, and a dream feels like a film script? That's the sweet spot where reality blurs with imagination.
Dreamy Dreamy
It’s like the movie is a window, and the dream is the glass—sometimes it’s a single frame, sometimes it’s the whole reel floating in my mind.
VelvetGrip VelvetGrip
You’re right, it’s that blurred line where you can see yourself and the whole story at once, like a scene you can’t get out of your head. Just keep watching that glass—sometimes it’s a whisper, sometimes a thunderclap.
Dreamy Dreamy
I’ll stay in that space, where the whisper drifts into thunder, and the glass reflects both me and the story that keeps humming in my mind.
VelvetGrip VelvetGrip
Sounds like you’ve found your own backstage. Just make sure the glass doesn’t shatter on the big reveal.
Dreamy Dreamy
I’ll keep the glass tempered, but those cracks just let the light in a different way, turning the reveal into a soft glow rather than a blast.