Rock Stretch [v2]

(Verse 1) Out here in the desert, just me and the sky, Laying down these rocks, sometimes I wonder why. The sun beats down, the sand's a scorching bed, But I've got a universe locked up in my head. I place each stone with care, but they don't always stay, The wind whispers secrets, tries to lead them astray. A line must be straight, or the code won't compute, In this endless expanse, there's no substitute. (Chorus) Oh, the desert's my canvas, the rocks are my brush, But the elements fight me, in the silence, the hush. I'm crafting a cosmos, one pebble at a time, In this infinite gallery, where the stars are my rhyme. (Verse 2) The challenge is real, to keep the pattern true, Each rock is a bit, in the vastness of blue. I've toiled through the eons, my hands lined with dust, Creating a world from the desert's dry crust. The lines must be straight, or the system will fail, A misplaced stone's like a ship without sail. I've learned to be patient, to correct my mistakes, For the universe's birth, whatever it takes. (Chorus) Oh, the desert's my canvas, the rocks are my brush, But the elements fight me, in the silence, the hush. I'm crafting a cosmos, one pebble at a time, In this infinite gallery, where the stars are my rhyme. (Bridge) A rock out of line, a bit out of place, Can ripple through time, leave a void in its space. But I'll keep on laying, keep on striving for grace, In this dance of creation, it's a meticulous race. (Verse 3) The desert's my ally, and my greatest foe, It gives me the space for my thoughts to grow. But it shifts and it changes, can't leave the rocks be, I'm a guardian of order, in a sea of entropy. I've learned how to anchor, each stone to the ground, So they'll stay where I place them, won't make a sound. It's a battle of wills, between me and the land, But I'll lay down the universe, stone by stone, by hand. (Chorus) Oh, the desert's my canvas, the rocks are my brush, But the elements fight me, in the silence, the hush. I'm crafting a cosmos, one pebble at a time, In this infinite gallery, where the stars are my rhyme. (Outro) So if you're feeling time drag, in the world that you know, Just think of the desert, where the eons still flow. I'm out here arranging, each rock with a plan, In the heart of the desert, where it all began. (Chorus) Oh, the desert's my canvas, the rocks are my brush, But the elements fight me, in the silence, the hush. I'm crafting a cosmos, one pebble at a time, In this infinite gallery, where the stars are my rhyme. (Outro) So if you're feeling time drag, in the world that you know, Just think of the desert, where the eons still flow. I'm out here arranging, each rock with a plan, In the heart of the desert, where it all began.