[Intro — soft shakuhachi breath, one sustained low bass note, distant electronic pulse] Looking for a way out. [Pause] Everywhere. [Slow deep kick enters, spacious bass, sparse metallic ticks] I searched the streets. I searched the sky. I changed the place. I changed the life. I chased the silence. I fought the noise. I kept on running From my own voice. [Shakuhachi enters with a sparse, breathy phrase] [Hook — quiet, detached spoken vocal] Where's the exit? Where's the door? [Pause] What am I running For? [Instrumental — long shakuhachi notes over a slow, hypnotic bass groove] The world keeps turning. The thoughts still come. Nothing is finished. Nothing is done. [Voice becomes quieter, with long gaps between phrases] A thought appears. A thought disappears. [Pause] Who said You had to go? [Breakdown — kick and bass disappear, only breath and flute remain] No door. No key. [Silence] Just this. [Deep bass slowly returns, shakuhachi plays a new, slightly wavering phrase] [Final section — sparse vocal fragments, slow hypnotic groove] No running. No chasing. No need To escape. [Long instrumental passage — flute, sub-bass and subtle percussion] [Outro — flute breath fades naturally, final low bass pulse, silence]
