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Just a Red Dwarf Star
(Verse 1)
Tracing your orbit on my bedroom wall
Red string and pushpins to map out your crawl
Got all your transit times down to the minute
This gravitational pull, and I’m just living in it
I build my models out of hope and wire
Fighting my instinct that’s screaming fire
Everyone's watching through their fancy glass
They say a world like you could never last.
(Pre-Chorus)
And the science said to run
Yeah, the data screams beware
But I'm planting my flag in your toxic air
I’m fighting a war for your real estate
Convinced I’m seeing love where they only see hate.
(Chorus)
They say you're angry, small, and way too far
You're nothing special, just a red dwarf star
But your gravitational lock is my home, you see
You’re my habitable zone, and that's enough for me
I'll survive the flares and the radiation tide
'Cause there's a world for me somewhere on your other side.
(Verse 2)
There's burn marks on my skin from your last 'sorry' heat
A tidal lock on my own two feet
I catalogue the pain, file it neatly away
Proof that I'm strong enough to make you stay
They publish papers on your volatile light
But they can’t feel your warmth in the dead of the night
I wear your danger like it's haute couture
Their cold analysis, I just ignore.
(Pre-Chorus)
And the science said to run
Yeah, the data screams get out
But I’m shutting my ears to the logical doubt
I’m waging a peace against all common sense
Building my life on this beautiful violence.
(Chorus)
They say you're angry, small, and way too far
You're nothing special, just a red dwarf star
But your gravitational lock is my home, you see
You’re my habitable zone, and that's enough for me
I'll survive the flares and the radiation tide
'Cause there's a world for me somewhere on your other side.
(Bridge)
Maybe life can grow in the killing rays
Maybe I can thrive in the orbital haze
I'm holding the line, a one-person stand
Forging an ocean from a fistful of sand
I signed a treaty with the storm in your eyes
To believe in the beauty of all your goodbyes…
(Chorus)
I know you're angry, small, and way too far
More than some footnote, you're not just a star
Your gravitational lock is my home, you see
You’re my habitable zone, and that's the whole of me
I'll build my shelters for the coming tide
'Cause I will find my world on your other side.
About The Song
This track uses the recent discovery of the 'super-Earth' TOI-715 b—a planet with potential for water but orbiting a volatile red dwarf star—as a central metaphor for a deeply toxic, obsessive relationship. The song is not about space; it’s about the human tendency to fixate on the 'habitable zone' of a person, their potential for being a perfect home, while actively surviving and rationalizing their destructive 'solar flares.' It embodies the Active Agency Mandate by framing the protagonist not as a passive victim, but as a determined explorer, consciously choosing to build a life in a dangerous environment. They aren't just feeling hurt; they are actively 'cataloguing pain,' 'building models from hope,' and 'waging peace' against common sense, turning their emotional struggle into a proactive, albeit self-destructive, mission.
Production Notes
Vocals: The verses demand an intimate, almost conspiratorial whisper-sung delivery (think Billie Eilish). Mic choice should be a sensitive condenser like a Neumann TLM 102, placed very close to capture every breath. The vocal chain needs light saturation and a subtle plate reverb. In the chorus, the vocal should push into a more strained, desperate belt to reflect the emotional core, with stacked harmonies panned wide. The bridge strips back to a near-spoken delivery, raw and vulnerable.
Instrumentation: The song's spine is a hypnotic, driving bassline (Fender P-Bass with a touch of grit from an amp sim). The drums should be minimal and tight—a deep kick drum, a sharp cross-stick on the 2 and 4, and an atmospheric, washy shaker entering in the choruses to add width. A distant, shimmering synth pad (like a Juno-60 emulation) should hang in the background, representing the coldness of space and providing a textural counterpoint to the warm, intimate vocals.
Arrangement: Structure the song to build tension dynamically. Start with only bass and vocals. Introduce the minimalist drum beat in the pre-chorus. The chorus should feel like an emotional release, with all elements, including the synth pads and vocal harmonies, coming in at full force. The bridge should be a quiet moment of introspection, stripping back to just the synth pad and a single, exposed vocal line before the final chorus hits with maximum impact. Automate delays on key words like "side" and "tide" to create an echoing, cosmic effect.
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