Unwritten 👁️⃤

Verse 1 (Voice 1) I’m not who you think I am, A name you stitch with fleeting hands. Not me, I slip your woven thread, A spark where your story ends. You name me with borrowed syllables, But I am the cadence of an unwritten tongue. Pre-Chorus (Voice 2) In the script of your assumptions, I am a misread line. Your eyes carve me into a statue of your design. Chorus (All Voices - Unified, Expansive) I am the pulse that shatters stone to dust, The lattice of a thousand footsteps, crushed. Eternity is not duration but depth, A single point where all parallels converge. I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know the shape you’ve drawn. Verse 2 (Voice 3) In the cathedral of the unknown, I kneel at the altar of silence. Ignorance is not sin but sanctuary, A truth that hums where words are violent. The question unfurls its own answer, A knot undone by its own dancer. Pre-Chorus (Voice 1) In the script of your assumptions, I am a misread line. Your eyes carve me into a statue of your design. Chorus (All Voices) I am the pulse that shatters stone to dust, The lattice of a thousand footsteps, crushed. Eternity is not duration but depth, A single point where all parallels converge. I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know the shape you’ve drawn. Bridge (Voice 4) I am not one but many, A chorus of sparks in the fray. Woven not of my own stride, But the weight of truths that sway. The question unfurls, the answer burns, In the cadence, the self returns. Final Chorus (All Voices) I am the pulse that shatters stone to dust, The lattice of a thousand footsteps, crushed. Eternity is not duration but depth, A single point where all parallels converge. I’m not who you think I am, Not me, I’m the song that’s never done. Outro (Voice 1) You name me with borrowed syllables, But I am the cadence of an unwritten tongue.