Intro – soft organ, faint wind from Vanity, slow heartbeat kick] (Delivery: half-spoken, low, weary but alive — almost whispered at first, gradually finding breath.) Floating there inside collapse Void around me, painted black Through the dust and the decay A gentle hand cut through the haze It was warm against the cold In her touch a quiet glow Soft and sweet, impossibly I knew that light was meant for me I tried to pay her for her service Her reply first made me nervous She said, “That ain’t what I’m due, God sent me here to rescue you.” (Note: keep this moment still — no drums yet, faint hum or pad underneath.) This … Must Be … Sanity. (Delivery: whispered, reverent — slight vocal air, let the phrase linger.) ⸻ [Hook / Chorus – piano + soft claps enter] (Delivery: gentle R&B tone, layered harmonies, keep it intimate not explosive.) Maybe peace ain’t found in gold Maybe wholeness can’t be sold Every chain I forged to shine Just wrapped tighter ’round my mind She said, “Let the light in, please.” I said, “How?” She said, “Believe.” Now I see — love is sanity. (Note: background vocals can echo “love is sanity” softly.) ⸻ [Verse 2 – angel / lead call-and-response] (Delivery: conversational, soulful baritone; the “angel” voice light, airy, almost distant.) To my surprise, the angel stayed, ( “I’m here.” ) Gave me strength to learn to pray. ( “Just breathe.” ) Found some beauty in my rubble, Even when I caused her trouble. My crooked ways had torn her wings, Yet still she stayed and taught me things. She taught me self-love, taught me grace, Showed the beauty in my face. Said, “Kindness can’t be bought, Good love can be taught.” Now I’m standing, legs unsteady, I move forward — broken, ready. Every few steps I might fall, She lifts me up, she stays through it all. Now I’m learning more than I planned to be … This … Must Be … Sanity. (Note: small swell here — soft harmonies or pad build, but stay restrained.) ⸻ [Bridge – modest lift, not full gospel; drums and organ bloom slightly] (Delivery: hopeful, clear, emotional. Think humble awe rather than praise shout.) She said, “Stand up, you’re forgiven, You’ve been dead, but now you’re livin’.” I said, “I don’t deserve this grace.” She smiled — “That’s why you’re in the right place.” (Background: soft female echoes “rise up,” “breathe in.”) I can feel my soul breathe free I can see what I can be If I can stand, I can run If I can run, I can chase the sun (Note: steady, uplifting — light percussion, no full choir.) ⸻ [Final Chorus – key lift to A♭ major, warm resolution] (Delivery: open chest voice, slight harmonies, tone of quiet triumph.) Maybe peace was here all along Waiting quiet inside my song Now a broken, wilted tree has planted roots of sanity Now I see — love, love is sanity (Background: hum “love is sanity” in falsetto layers — soft fade, no huge choir.) ⸻ [Outro – transition into Chase the Horizon] (Delivery: whispered, resolved. Only heartbeat drum remains.) If I can stand … I can run. (whisper) If I can run … I can chase the sun. (Let final synth swell and heartbeat fade seamlessly into next track.)
