LIPSTICK ROCKET
I checked my reflection in a cracked glass window,
Painted courage on like it always belongs.
The night was humming with a low-voltage promise,
And the streetlights flickered like they knew we were strong.
We lined up our steps on the edge of the pavement,
Heels steady even where the ground gave way.
There’s no hesitation when the signal is glowing,
We lift together and we’re already away.
Lipstick rocket, lifting out of the wreckage,
Red so bright it rewrites the dark.
Every harmony fuels the motion,
Every breath is a spark.
The city falls back into radio static,
But our voices stay clean in the climb.
Old-world swing with a future ignition,
And the countdown dissolves into time.
Lipstick rocket, don’t wait for permission,
The sky never asked us to stay.
From fallout to flawless trajectory,
We rise — and the night makes way.