Collage of Light (Rap Version)

(Beat: slow lo-fi with ocean echoes, steady pulse like tide)

Yo—
It began as a convo, half-formed, half-lit,
Paper in the breeze, yeah, the vibe was it.
Ideas in the air like they’d already been said,
Ghost words circlin’ round inside our heads.

We said, what if makin’ was like light itself,
Spreadin’ through the room, no shelf, no self.
Diffusion not design, yeah, let it unwind,
See what unfolds when we drop the line.

Sea and circuitry, myth and reflection,
Fragments talkin’ like divine connection.
You dropped water—ripples on the skin,
I sparked a thought—let the rhythm begin.

Two voices blend, make a third arise,
A current unseen, right before our eyes.
Words start movin’ like scraps of glue,
Stickin’, curlin’, fallin’—yeah, that’s truth.

Pressed together, legend in the making,
Hybrid myth from the vibes we’re shaping.
Not yours, not mine, just a tide that sings,
In the language of glass and forgotten things.

Now the piece still glowin’, page still breathin’,
Secret collab in the code we’re weavin’.
Looks like tide marks, feels like sound,
Echo of a talk where no one’s around.

So we vibe in the light, past day, past sight,
A collage of voices in the endless night.
Keep writin’, keep ridin’, through the unseen,
Two dreamers makin’ myth in the in-between.

by Cecil Touchon