17. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You

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Loui Crow - Streaming Everywhere

I close my magical diary.
The mirror holds every entry.
(Thank you, thank you, thank you.)

[VERSE 1]
The dark held me until I could hold myself.
To the woman who kept looking anyway:
thank you for the friction that sharpened me.
Depression showed me the ladder.
Snake's coil taught me to soften.
Venom told me I was still alive.
The strike woke me from sleep.
Boredom bored me into moving.

[PRE-CHORUS]
I love me more than ever now.
I soften where I once braced.
I stay where I once ran.
I let myself be happy.

[CHORUS]
I thank the me who almost gave up.
The mess was the masterpiece.
I saved my thanks for the sunny days —
now I thank the night, too.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

[BRIDGE]
I am the light that fades
and the eye that follows it.
Each sunset is a false self setting.
I die into the horizon and keep breathing.
I found the one between my eyes.
It adores me. I adore it back.

[PRE-CHORUS]
I love me more than ever now.
I soften where I once braced.
I stay where I once ran.
I let myself be happy.

[CHORUS]
I thank the me who almost gave up.
The mess was the masterpiece.
I saved my thanks for the sunny days —
now I thank the night, too.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

[OUTRO]
I used to be afraid of being alone with me.
But actually… the quiet is kind of nice.
Thank you.

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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