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Crooked Road

V6

[Intro] (steady repetitive string ostinato) (drum groove and bass groove lock in) [Verse 1] (male vocals, weary, spoken-melodic) Walking down the pavement in a single line Tracing out the contours of borrowed time You work until your knuckles scrape the concrete wall Chasing every shadow before the twilight falls [Verse 2] (slight rasp, weary confidence) Trading all your sunlight for the copper coin Searching for a chorus you were born to join They tell you that the path is already cut and dry Walk along the wire beneath a heavy sky [Chorus] (full anthemic vocals, strings crescendo) Oh, it’s a crooked road we’re bound to tread Weighing down the spirit with the words unsaid Trying to break clean from the shape we're in Caught inside the motion where the cycles spin Yeah, you want to change, but you stay the same Carrying the burden through the pouring rain [Verse 3] (acoustic strumming drops down, contemplative vocal) Saw an old reflection in a broken pane Searching for a fire in the endless gray Can't afford a detour when the debt is high Another quiet morning watching years go by [Chorus] (belted, soaring over strings) Oh, it’s a crooked road we’re bound to tread Weighing down the spirit with the words unsaid Trying to break clean from the shape we're in Caught inside the motion where the cycles spin Yeah, you want to change, but you stay the same Carrying the burden through the pouring rain [Bridge] (rhythm intensifies, intense falsetto and rasp) And nobody hears the call beneath the noise Stripped down to the hunger of a forgotten voice Is there a thread of grace along this track? Once you start to run, there’s no turning back [Verse 4] (calm resolve, rhythmic cadence) So let the asphalt drag, I will hold the pace Find another mirror with an honest face Pockets full of dust and a restless mind Leaving every promise of the past behind [Chorus] (maximum energy, wall of strings, choir backing) Oh, it’s a crooked road we’re bound to tread Weighing down the spirit with the words unsaid Trying to break clean from the shape we're in Caught inside the motion where the cycles spin Yeah, you want to change, but you stay the same Carrying the burden through the pouring rain [Outro] (repeating hypnotic hook) Can't break the shape, can't break the mold (strings dominate the mix) Another story left untold Keep on walking down the line... Just walking down the line... (vocal ad-libs fading) (string loop loops into distance) [Fade Out]