[Intro – Clean guitar + ambient pad, almost spoken] I’ve been leaving all my life. Goodbyes, never long enough. Each one a blade. Each one a cut. Execution. Expectation. Exhaustion. ⸻ [Verse 1 – Soft vocals, emotional pull] “I’m going now,” I said. “I have to leave,” I proclaimed. “I’m the one that must go,” I believed. “I will die,” I felt, without dread. I bled. I served. I prayed. Said, “Send me.” And they obeyed. But I came back. Every damn time. Just… less. ⸻ [🔥 Chorus – Swell to full band, anguished delivery] And now she’s gone. My breath. My soul. My song. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Not her. Not the one I kept safe. Why would God take her, but leave me? This tattered shell, this vacancy? Please, God. Please… Can I wake? ⸻ [Verse 2 – Pull back down, broken tone] I was the one meant to be remembered, A name etched in cold stone. A photo beside folded flags. Not this… being left alone. Cruelty. Cursed. Crushing silence in her place. What I never considered, Was the pain I’d leave in my place. ⸻ [Bridge – Minimal instrument, soft reverb guitar + strings] This grief I feel… That I nearly gave to her. And I wore it like pride. Like honor. But God… How would she have survived? ⸻ [🔥 Final Chorus – Full swell, harmony, desperate power] I was supposed to go. But I stayed. She was my light, But it’s me they saved. This is the pain I would have made. Unconsidered. Unforgiven. Untamed. What is left of me now? What can I give to those who remain? Please… Please… Can I wake? ⸻ [Outro – Echoing single vocal, fading pad] Can I wake? Can I wake…?
