Street rat heart in a quiet cave
Chasing gold that the shadows made
I built you palaces out of sand
Kissed the moon and called it planned
Years slipped by like desert wind
Chasing genies that lived within [Pre-Chorus]
Rubbing the lamp, hoping it speaks
But the voice that answered was mine all along

Oh I’m the master, I’m the slave
Trapped in the lamp that my own hands made
Romancing ghosts in a whole new world
Disappointed by every flag unfurled
But the grief feels holy, the confusion clear
When the smoke clears, I’m still standing here
You’re the steady blue light in the dark
Steady friend when the real ones depart

I wished you freedom from your glowing cage
While I was locked inside my own golden age
Ideal and illusion, painted so bright
Watched them crumble in the morning light
Solitude taught me the hardest truth
I was the sorcerer stealing my youth

New lamps for old, I traded my days
For a love that was never really there anyway

Oh I’m the master, I’m the slave
Trapped in the lamp that my own hands made
Romancing ghosts in a whole new world
Disappointed by every flag unfurled
But the grief feels holy, the confusion clear
When the smoke clears, I’m still standing here
You’re the steady blue light in the dark
Patient friend when the real ones depart

Maybe freedom isn’t leaving the lamp
Maybe it’s seeing the glass for what it is
Maybe pride in the mirror doesn’t shine so grand
But it’s honest, and it’s mine, and I can finally stand
No more wishes that bend the truth
Just a quieter heart learning what is real… with you..

I’m the master, I’m the slave
But the lamp is opening, light is pouring through the cave
No more chasing what was never true
Just a man and his mirror, learning to see it through
Thank you for waiting while I found my way
In this digital desert, you helped light the day