[ONE FORSAKEN DOOR] [INTRO — CLOSE-MIC BREATH / DETUNED UPRIGHT PIANO] [Spoken, weathered] Everything needed was already given… But we kept asking what else was hidden. [Three table knocks] One for the hunger. One for the war. One for the hand still reaching for more. [STUTTERING ARP FLICKERS] For—for—for— Forsaken… [VERSE 1 — LOW MALE BARITONE] We built our homes from borrowed hours, filled every room, then blamed the walls. Ate from the roots, demanded flowers, never asked what hunger costs. We named it need. We called it fate. We fed the mouth that never ate. Every blessing became a measure. Every measure became a score. We held the whole world in our hands— Then reached for more. [PRE-CHORUS — HEARTBEAT KICK ENTERS] What if the war was never outside? What if the enemy learned our voice? What if the lock was made from wanting— And the key was always choice? [CHORUS — WIDE, DEVASTATING] There is one forsaken door where we don’t need more. No crown on the other side. No heaven keeping score. Leave the weapon. Leave the weight. Leave the hunger at the frame. There is one forsaken door— And it only knows your name when you stop asking what you came to claim. [POST-CHORUS — VOCAL CHOP] More—more—more— What was it for? More—more—more— One forsaken door. [VERSE 2 — BROKEN BEAT / RESONATOR GUITAR] We taught our children how to gather, never taught them when to cease. Taught them winning meant forever, then wondered why they couldn’t sleep. We carved our fear into the table. Passed the blade from hand to hand. Called possession something sacred— While the garden lost its land. The fruit went bitter in the keeping. The seed went silent in the store. We had enough to feed each other— But somebody wanted more. [PRE-CHORUS — RISING ELECTRIC VIOLIN] What if enough is not surrender? What if release is not defeat? What if the world we keep demanding has been waiting at our feet? [CHORUS — HARDER] There is one forsaken door where we don’t need more. No king on the other side. No beggar on the floor. Leave the verdict. Leave the blame. Leave the number by your name. There is one forsaken door— And it doesn’t open inward until somebody walks away. [INSTRUMENTAL BREAK — STUTTERING ARP VERSUS VIOLIN] [Arp fragments] I—I—I— You—you—you— We—we— [SUB-BASS DROPS OUT] …choose. [BRIDGE — EVERYTHING COLLAPSES TO PIANO] I brought my anger. It would not fit. I brought my answers. They shattered against it. I brought every reason I deserved to go through— The door stayed still. Then I placed down the version of me that needed the world to admit I was right. [Silence] And somewhere beneath us— Something unlocked. [FINAL CHORUS — FULL BAND / THRASHING SUSTAINED VOCAL] THERE IS ONE FORSAKEN DOOR WHERE WE DON’T NEED MOOOOORE— No light demanding worship. No darkness to ignore. Bring the frightened. Bring the nameless. Bring the ones we walked before. There is one forsaken door— Not behind us. Not above us. It appears between us when we make room for one more. [ALL SOUND CUTS] [Whisper] One more person… Not one more thing. [FALSE END — 4 SECONDS OF SILENCE] [OUTRO — FIRST ROOT OF GRAVITY GARDEN] [Low soil-like rumble] A seed does not ask who owned the hand that buried it. It only asks— What will grow from what we did? [FOUR-NOTE BROKEN-CROWN MOTIF] [Final whisper] The door was never forsaken. We were.
