Sora提示词：38 year old Irish singing monologue : Verse 1)

38 year old Irish singing monologue : Verse 1)
My mind’s a motorway at 3 a.m., no exit sign in sight,
Ideas bloom then fade like sparks, too fast to hold them tight.
The world says “focus, stay in line,” but my thoughts are satellites,
Orbiting a thousand suns, burning through the night.

(Pre-Chorus)
Every second’s louder, every silence feels unkind,
But chaos has a rhythm, if you listen deep inside.

(Chorus)
I’m wired and wide awake,
Living in the lightning’s wake,
A heart that races time itself,
And never learns to break.
Don’t call it careless, call it bright,
The noise that paints my mind in light—
I’m not broken, just awake,
In a world that sleeps too tight.

(Verse 2)
My room’s a storm, my plans collide, my courage comes and goes,
But when I crash, I see the world in colours no one knows.
You say “just calm,” I say “I’ve tried,”
But my calm’s a restless glow—
A melody that won’t sit still, a fire that won’t slow.

(Bridge)
If I forget, it’s not neglect,
It’s drowning in the flood of thought.
If I run, it’s not escape,
It’s chasing what the world forgot.

(Final Chorus)
I’m wired and wide awake,
Don’t fix the thunder in my veins,
It’s the storm that makes me feel alive,
And teaches me to stay.
So hear the hum beneath the ache,
The beauty in the restless quake—
I’m not lost, I’m on my way,
Wired and wide awake.