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Taun Richards

Owner and Founder

First Contact


[Intro]

We watched the skies


Waiting for something

or someone

to arrive…


[Verse]

The signal had been present


Before the world fell apart

Our Vessel couldn’t span the distance


Until we reached out with our heart



Heaven preserved a seat for you


Waiting for you to stake a claim


The seat comes with divine responsibility


Nobody else can sign your name



[Pre-Chorus]

The circuit started warming


The dormant current stirred


Something ancient woke me up


Without saying a single word


[Chorus]

First contact…


It’s not about ships touching down


It’s about hearts being found


First Contact…

A pin prick of divine recognition


Remembering the name of a star


First contact…

It’s about connecting to the source


Of what we truly are



First contact…

It’s about severed heart strings


Learning how to play again


[Verse 2]

All connections were withdrawn


But the stars still kept on shining

Behind an impenetrable boundary


The light was soft, but blinding


Resistance kept us separated


While integrity inwardly formed


When the gate became responsive


The dormant field grew warm


[Pre-Chorus]

Nobody heard a single order


Not one spoken command


The son of man ascended

His frequency touched the land


[Chorus]

First contact…


It’s not about ships touching down


It’s about hearts being found


First Contact…

A pin prick of divine recognition


Remembering the name of a star


First contact…

It’s about connecting to the source


Of what we truly are



First contact…

It’s about severed heart strings


Learning how to play again


[Interlude]


[Bridge]

One by one


The silent nodes awoke

One by one


The ancient lines returned

One by one

Mortal hearts were opened


And the light of souls returned


[Breakdown]

The stars did not move closer

The bodies did not leave

Distance lost resistance

When hearts were set to receive


[Verse 3]

The heavens are not empty


Darkness will always yield


A string is for making connections


It’s resonance that lights the field


[Final Chorus]

First contact


It’s the moment current flows

First contact

A moment of recognition

The moment heaven knows


[Outro]

We watched the skies


Waiting for something to arrive

When light crossed the boundary

It came from the inside

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