[Intro] [Soft 12-string acoustic guitar, open ringing voicings] [Very light room ambience] [National steel guitar, single warm sustained note] A cup but no water Soil with no seed A song but no stage A door with no key [Verse 1] [12-string acoustic settles into a gentle fingerpicked pattern] [Warm National steel guitar answers the vocal with sparse slides] [Light melodic bass enters underneath] I've been standing in this barren land Seeing green along the fence There's a space that I am drawn to Though I can't say what it's for Is it where I should be right now The direction where I'm to go? [12-string opens into gentle strumming] [National steel sustains softly between phrases] Some things take a while to become known They sit hidden beneath the skies There is more that I want to carry More that I want to take hold But there's things I picked up on the way Things I thought that made me whole [Pre-Chorus] [Drums enter lightly with brushed snare] [Bass becomes more melodic] [National steel rises gently underneath the final line] Did I lose sight of the trail The steps along the way? [Chorus] [Full acoustic strumming] [12-string adds bright ringing texture] [Light live drums and tambourine] [National steel plays warm answering phrases] [Subtle harmony vocals] A kite with a frayed string Is still reaching for the sky A trail hidden under heavy brush Is still worth finding your stride I may not know where it leads I may never reach the end But there's something out there calling And I'll try again and again Chasing fog with a butterfly net Knowing I may never catch it yet [Verse 2] [Pull back to 12-string and National steel] [Drums reduce to soft kick and brushed percussion] [Melodic bass remains warm and understated] I left some of the things along the trail And I felt the weight disappear Though the path is covered by brush If you search it will reappear The unknown waits beyond the bend Only if you take the next step [National steel, gentle melodic response] [12-string gradually adds more open ringing notes] [Pre-Chorus] [Brushes build subtly] [Acoustic guitar opens wider] Did I lose sight of the trail The steps along the way? [Chorus] [Full organic band returns] [12-string shimmering above acoustic guitar] [National steel answers vocal phrases] [Warm harmony vocals, restrained] [Light tambourine pulse] A kite with a frayed string Is still reaching for the sky A trail hidden under heavy brush Is still worth finding your stride I may not know where it leads I may never reach the end But there's something out there calling And I'll try again and again Chasing fog with a butterfly net Knowing I may never catch it yet [Bridge] [Sudden pullback] [12-string fingerpicking only] [Close, intimate vocal] [National steel enters as soft sustained responses] There's a melody I've written That still hasn't found its voice And I know that there's a verse I have yet to reach Maybe the key was never missing Or I just hadn't found the right door So I'll keep this song inside me And keep working on the score [National steel slowly rises] [12-string strumming begins underneath] [Brushes return] [Gradual organic build] [Final Chorus] [Fullest arrangement, still light and organic] [12-string bright and ringing] [Acoustic guitar driving the rhythm] [National steel weaving warm melodic answers] [Melodic bass moves more freely] [Live drums open up naturally] [Layered harmony vocals] A kite with a frayed string Is still reaching for the sky A trail hidden under heavy brush Is still worth finding your stride I may not know where it leads I may never reach the end But there's something out there calling And I'll try again and again Chasing fog with a butterfly net Knowing I may never catch it yet But I will still keep chasing Just to see how far I get [Outro] [Everything falls away] [12-string acoustic fingerpicking] [National steel, warm sustained notes] [Close intimate vocal] [No drums] I might never get there I might never plant the seed But I will keep reaching As long as I am me [Final National steel note fades naturally]
