From the recording LP22 EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE
The progressive version of Open Sky is ultimately about the dissolution of fear and the discovery that creativity survives every technological shift. The narrator begins in a defensive stance, guarding the boundaries of what music is supposed to be, but over the course of the song they realise that the “machine” was never a threat—it was simply another pathway to expression. The lyrics reflect the tension between old and new worlds, between tradition and experimentation, where the self evolves by embracing multiple forms of artistry. The chorus becomes a statement that the real question was never whether a sound was “real,” but whether it could transform or move us. By the end, the musician accepts the hybrid identity: not replacing human creativity, but expanding it. The song becomes an anthem for the idea that ten years from now, music will not be measured by its tools or origins, but by the emotional truth it carries.
Lyrics
Verse 1
I drew the boundary like a fault line in my chest,
Said the old world held the truth, let the future do the rest.
I counted scars like memories on strings of steel and wire,
Trying to keep the human spark from drowning in the choir.
But the circuits learned to echo what I’d written in the night,
Not a shadow of my voice—just a different kind of light.
Pre-Chorus
We stared into the open sky, divided by the doubt,
Not knowing what was trying to be born was breaking out.
Chorus
And ten years from now, we never asked which voice was real.
We just learned how to listen with a different kind of feel.
Ten years from now, we let the silence rearrange,
Every boundary fell away—made a universe of change.
Verse 2
I watched the algorithms rise like cities made of glass,
I watched the critics fall like prophets from a fading past.
Every tone and every waveform pulled us closer to the flame,
It was never about the tool—it was always about the claim.
We were never meant to hold one definition in our hands,
We were born to shift and fracture, to rewire what we planned.
Pre-Chorus
Every rule we tried to follow cracked open from within,
Revolution never whispered—it arrived like oxygen.
Chorus
And ten years from now, we still speak in amplified belief.
Not the death of what we were, but a change beyond relief.
Ten years from now, the future didn’t steal the stage—
It just opened up the door and let the artist leave the cage.
Bridge
Maybe music was never a weapon or a warning,
Never a question of purity or mourning.
Maybe we were the ones afraid to evolve,
Afraid that inspiration could be solved.
Breakdown
So feed the signal through the dream,
Let the wires hum and breathe.
I’m not here to choose between
The ghost or the machine.
Refrain
I never lost the human part,
It just learned to grow a second heart.
Final Chorus
Ten years from now,
We are still alive and loud.
Not a shadow or a copy—
Just the future unbound.
Ten years from now,
We don’t question how.
We let the music speak
With the voice of here and now.
Outro
If the universe keeps changing,
Maybe art was change all along.