[Intro – (Female Vocal, soft whisper-sing, close mic)] (jazz piano and deep trip-hop beat fade in) Your hands... still on my mind, like a bassline I can’t rewind. Glass glints green in the night yeah, I breathe it in, feels right. [Verse 1 – (Female Vocal, sultry tone)] Tap of the snare, slow pulse in the chest, hearts don’t mend, they rearrange at best. You said “stay still” while the world bent wide, now rhythm’s the only thing that hasn’t lied. Trumpet bends, like your name on my tongue, half-spoken notes from when love was young. Your touch burned gold, too rare to fake, and I learned truth in the ache you make. [Pre-Chorus – (Layered harmony, ghostly falsetto)] I feel your emerald pulse beneath my skin, beat for beat, we begin again. No words, no guilt, no sin, just the thrum of where you’ve been. [Chorus – (Trip-hop groove deepens, vocal more open and emotional)] You move like smoke, like thought, like time, every step a crooked rhyme. The night still glows in that slow decay, and I can’t make your pulse fade away. You still move in me, slow and divine, your rhythm bleeds into mine. [Bridge – (Spoken word + scat phrases, experimental jazz textures)] [beat drops, vinyl crackle layered with upright bass riff] luh-luh-luh, da—ba, da—ba Syncopation under my breath, every sigh another theft. You broke me soft, stitched me fine, now I crave the pulse that was never mine. uhhnn… yeah… breathe it in [Instrumental Break – (Trip-hop beat + live trumpet + reverse piano effects) (vocal adlibs in background: ohh... emerald... stay... sway...)] [Final Chorus – (Full vocal energy, emotional crescendo)] You move like smoke, like thought, like time, every line a devious crime. Still, I keep your pulse inside, can’t let go, can’t decide. Beat for beat, the night replies, your rhythm lives where memory lies. [Outro – (Soft-spoken, half-breathed)] (jazz brush fade, low bass heartbeat) I feel it still... that emerald thrill... our pulse won’t still.
