7. 11:11

Written By Loui Crow
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The mirror is a window to another me.
It used to feel like a threat.
Now I have clear view.
I'm ready to ask for what I want.
(Eleven eleven. I'm ready.)

[PRE-CHORUS]
Dream.
Hope.
Desire.
I am the decider.
I point the way.

[VERSE 1]
Eleven shows the split I see —
a checkpoint where two worlds agree.
Reality is not fixed.
It's a mirror I've been staring at too long.
I look away.
It shifts.
Mirror hours are when the old voice rests
and the quiet one opens her eyes.
I ignore the feeling that pinches.
The path lights itself.
Desire meets permission, bit by bit.
Self meets self in the pause — I commit.

[PRE-CHORUS]
Dream.
Hope.
Desire.
I am the decider.
I point the way.

[CHORUS]
Eleven eleven — I'm ready.
I change my reality.
Follow the good feeling.
I release the question of when.
Just say what I want.
Eleven eleven — I'm ready.
A wish is a wish.
Eleven eleven says yes.
(A wish is a wish.)

[VERSE 2]
The universe calls my attention.
I start listening.
Mirror hours used to scare me.
Now I bring tea.
I rendezvous with ease.
I expect it to meet me halfway.
Eleven is my cue.
What I want is closer than I know.
Warm feelings pull.
Sharp ones smear.
Just me and the glass, learning to smile for real.
A little fluffy wish with no doubt,
will come true every time.

[PRE-CHORUS]
Dream.
Hope.
Desire.
I am the decider.
I point the way.

[CHORUS]
Eleven eleven — I'm ready.
I change my reality.
Follow the good feeling.
I release the question of when.
Just say what I want.
Eleven eleven — I'm ready.
A wish is a wish.
Eleven eleven says yes.
(A wish is a wish.)

[BRIDGE]
I am allowed.
Allowed to want.
Allowed to move.
Allowed to choose myself and follow through.
I am changing my gaze.
Let the timeline find me.

[CHORUS]
Eleven eleven — I'm ready.
I change my reality.
Follow the good feeling.
I release the question of when.
Just say what I want.
Eleven eleven — I'm ready.
A wish is a wish.
Eleven eleven says yes.
(A wish is a wish.)

[OUTRO]
I see the version of me
who's already made it.
I let ease lead the movement.
The shadow listens.
My path is lit.
The other side looks suspiciously like joy.
(Eleven eleven — I'm ready.)

Loui Crow

I make music, practice mirror work, sometimes I do somatic rage fits, and small forms of magick that help me stay present and kind while things change.

I write songs for myself, my inner child, and for the woman I am becoming.
I work through old patterns, grief, and survival habits as I notice them loosening.

Sometimes I write as the Crow — that's my ideal self. Direct, unattached, protective, grounded in something older than my fear. Other voices come through too. The snake. The spider. The fly. The ghosts are the false selves I created to survive. I write as all of them, for my own self-hypnosis — unpacking who I've been so that my son can fill his days with joy and I can stop being such a reactive parent. I'm in the middle of it all. I just keep showing up.

I use Suno for vocals and instrumentals — the vocals are seeded from my own voice. I'm a disabled veteran and a stay-at-home mom.

Over the last year, I climbed an emotional ladder I didn't know I was on. Many of my earlier releases were the scream — my depression, anger, insecurity.

The last album that came out of that climb is called "Mirror, Mirror off the Wall." It starts with depression and ends with gratitude.

Much of what lives here carries the influence of Louise Hay and Abraham Hicks, especially the idea that my body listens to my thoughts — and that where I place my attention, my life follows.

I leave breadcrumbs in case anyone resonates.

Take what feeds you.
Leave the rest for the birds.

I am molting.
You are welcome here.

https://louicrow.com
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