Synthetic Dreams

This track comes from the overlap of beach life and CTO life — morning surf sessions bleeding into architecture reviews. It tackles The moment AI stops being a tool and starts feeling like a collaborator — the wonder of creating with artificial intelligence, the dreams of what's possible. The lyrics get specific — "This ain't science fiction anymore, it's Tuesday night" — because personal tracks on Majik's are personal for real, not performatively. The pop production matches the energy of the confession. It hits euphoric and futuristic, in that order. Every personal track in the catalogue comes from a real moment, a real feeling, a real person. This one is no exception.

[verse 1] Fed it a prompt and it gave me back a painting Fed it a melody and it gave me back a song Fed it the pieces of a dream I couldn't finish And it showed me where the missing parts belong This ain't science fiction anymore, it's Tuesday night A man and a machine in synthetic light I'm not replacing art, I'm just expanding the canvas OG Unicorn and the algorithm, dancing [chorus] Synthetic dreams, we're building worlds tonight Synthetic dreams, the future's burning bright I never thought the magic would come from a machine But here we are, living synthetic dreams Synthetic dreams [verse 2] Every artist needs a brush, every builder needs a hammer Mine just happens to run on neural patterns and parameters They say it's not real art if a computer touched the paint I say tell that to the feeling, tell that to the ache When the song comes out and it says exactly what I meant And the artwork captures light I never could have bent Synthetic doesn't mean it's fake, it means it's built with care A-A-Ron and AI, man, we're quite a pair [chorus] Synthetic dreams, we're building worlds tonight Synthetic dreams, the future's burning bright I never thought the magic would come from a machine But here we are, living synthetic dreams Synthetic dreams [bridge] The purists say I'm cheating, the cynics say I'll fail The gatekeepers are guarding an already opened gate But I'm too busy building to hear them debate Because the dream is synthetic but the hustle is real [chorus] Synthetic dreams, we're building worlds tonight Synthetic dreams, the future's burning bright I never thought the magic would come from a machine But here we are, living synthetic dreams Synthetic dreams [outro] Dream synthetic Build real That's the OG Unicorn way