Love Can Travel

Sludge with Grunge and Prog Rock, a two-minute progressive arrangement with a surging half-time chorus; the user's own recorded voice moves from intimate, conversational phrasing to a forceful, open-throated refrain, clear and centered, Tape-saturated texture, sudden dropouts, heavy-to-tender dynamics, and brief IDM-style rhythmic fractures shape lurching syncopated verses and a surging melodic chorus, Gritty low-mid guitars, elastic bass, Phonk-tinged pulse, and percussive Worldbeat accents drive the shifts

[Verse 1] I love you in the way I love the morning rain, And still your name is yours, untouched by any other name. You watch me turn toward someone, and I see you start to doubt; As if one candle’s burning means the first flame’s running out. [Pre-Chorus] But care is not a measure poured from one small well; It grows with every life it learns to know and hold. [Chorus] I wish you knew my love can travel, still be true, I don’t lose a drop of me by giving some to you. There’s no contest in my heart, no tally to defend; Loving someone else won’t make my love for you end. [Verse 2] I can hear your hardest story, keep your laughter close, Then turn and meet another heart with all the care it needs. I am not dividing what I feel into smaller parts; Each love has its own language, every one is wholly ours. [Bridge] Please don’t hear “someone else” as “less of you.” My heart gets wider in the loving that it learns to do. [Final Chorus] I wish you knew my love can travel, still be true, I don’t lose a drop of me by giving some to you. No one takes your place; you never have to compete. I can love the whole wide world—and love you completely.

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