Song

Small Things Were Holy

🌿 Uncommon 🕯️ Personal Creed

After perfect mornings lose their glow, an ordinary dinner returns in memory. Lymora hears the love inside tired hands, warm bread, and the footsteps once taken for granted.

Ambient Ambient Indie Pop Soundtrack
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Heaven II: Beyond Heaven

Heaven II: Beyond Heaven

Heaven was built as perfectly as humanity knew how.

No one would ever hunger again—not for comfort, pleasure, love, beauty, adventure, or power.

Or so they believed.

Within a few years, paradise began to fracture.

Violence spread. People rebelled. Depression and despair appeared where suffering was supposed to have ended. Some killed. Others chose to die. Chaos entered a world designed to satisfy every desire.

Perhaps fulfillment was never the same as happiness.

Perhaps there were needs paradise could not satisfy because its creators had never understood them—or had never known they existed.

They eventually realized that before trying to make humanity happy, they first had to understand what a human being truly was.

If pain, struggle, hunger, and loss were removed completely, would happiness remain?

Or only the remains of a person?

When desire finally grew quiet, the questions beneath it began to burn.

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Dream Punk (Heaven)
In World

Dream Punk (Heaven)

A palace without a price. A thousand lives to explore. In a future of shared dream worlds, humanity can have almost anything it wants. What can be discovered? What will still matter when it does?

About this song

“Small Things Were Holy” is a chapter from Heaven II: Beyond Heaven.

After every dream has been fulfilled, after every door has been opened, and after every desire has been exhausted, something unexpected remains.

The small things.

A dinner table.

A rainy evening.

Children running through the house.

Coffee growing cold while a conversation continues.

The quiet struggle of building a life with people you love.

What once looked ordinary begins to feel sacred.

With fragile dream-pop textures, soft piano, ambient rain, and intimate vocals, “Small Things Were Holy” explores the realization that meaning was never hiding inside perfect worlds, unlimited freedom, or endless pleasure.

Sometimes it was already present in the moments we were too busy escaping.

A reflective chapter about family, effort, gratitude, memory, and the strange discovery that the life we wanted to leave behind may have been carrying pieces of heaven all along.

Ambient Dream-Pop • Emotional Storytelling • Meaning Beyond Desire • Family & Memory • Heaven II: Beyond Heaven


Lymora
Performed by

Lymora

Lymora is the Witness—a woman who still feels what a world consumed by survival has learned to pass by.

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Lyrics

[Intro]
I thought I needed heaven
Then I heard the plates at home

[whisper]
(small things...)

[Verse 1]
We had nothing golden
Just a table by the wall
A tired little evening
And children down the hall
You said we need a kingdom
You said this life is dust
I looked at your hands shaking
From carrying all of us

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe we were poor
Maybe we were late
Maybe all our dreams
Were standing at the gate
But the rice was warm
And the rain was slow
And the house kept breathing
More than we could know

[Chorus]
Small things were holy
Small things were bright
The bread on the table
The kids in the night
Small things were holy
Before we could see
We were not in heaven
But heaven touched me

[Post-Chorus – echo]
(Holy...)
(So holy...)
(Small things...)
(Small things...)

[Verse 2]
I chased a perfect morning
Where nothing ever breaks
Where every wish is waiting
And no one has to ache
But if nothing costs me
If no road makes me tired
How will I remember
What my heart desired?

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Maybe all the limits
Were not only walls
Maybe some were music
Teaching us to call
Maybe every hunger
Every careful choice
Gave the quiet dinner
Its trembling little voice

[Chorus]
Small things were holy
Small things were bright
The steam from the coffee
The sleep after fight
Small things were holy
Before we could see
We were not in heaven
But heaven touched me

[Bridge]
I thought the dream would save us
If it opened every door
But a game with no losing
Doesn't feel like winning anymore
I thought the world was broken
Because it made us pay
But some things only matter
When they can be taken away

[Build]
Not the pain that crushed us
Not the hunger that lied
Not the years we fought
Just to stay alive
But the love in the struggle
The hands that stayed
The meaning we carried
When nothing was made

[Final Chorus]
Small things were holy
Small things were bright
The floor full of footsteps
The window at night
Small things were holy
And now I believe
We were not in heaven
But heaven was breathing
Small things were holy
Small things were true
The life I kept escaping
Was calling me through
Small things were holy
Before I could see
I was asking for heaven
While heaven sat with me

[Outro]
The plates are quiet
The children sleep
No golden palace
Just you and me

[whisper]
(small things...)
(were holy)

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The Pulse of Faith

Beneath the noise of perfect worlds, a stubborn heartbeat remains. Mitey Veyra carries faith through fear and doubt, listening for a meaning no paradise can supply.

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The Last Temptation

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The First Question

After the thrones, the games, the love, and the endless skies, a child is still asking why. Lymora returns to the wonder that no completed paradise could answer.

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Light and Dust

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Free Laughter

Beyond paradise, a barrel fire, a child's dance, and a shared meal reach a heart that pleasure could no longer move. Moraen rediscovers joy among people with little to spare.

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Written by Chance

Old photographs and forgotten turns begin to form a story. Moraen looks back with gratitude and wonder, finding connection without needing to prove there was a plan.

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