[Mood: Hauntingly husky, tragic, introspective with bursts of tension] [Key: E minor → C# phrygian in bridge] [Stack 2 analog synth pads, HPF sweep, tape sat, stereo ping-pong delay (1/8+1/16), wide verb] [Dmaj9 - A7(♭9) - C#m7 - F#7(♭9)] [F#m9 - Bm7 - E9 - Amaj9] [Verse 1] [Melody: Chromatic descending phrases, breathy vocals] Behold— the frost’s glass thread on dawn’s cold cheek, Your lips still taste of hawthorn, sharp and slight— A wound that hums where shadows dare not speak. The streets we walked now wear the morning’s light, And every step’s a scar that clings like night [Rhythm: Trip-hop inspired beat with syncopated claps] [Instrumentation: Modular synths (low-pass filtered), sub-bass vibrato on "hums"] [Pre-Chorus] [Melody: Staccato whispers, layered in 3rds] Watch the frayed seams of pockets, leather-torn, How reckless sins dissolve like smoke, unborn— The birds cling tight to branches, white as scorn. [Rhythm: Sudden silence on "unborn," then tabla-like percussion] [Texture: Reverse-piano glitches + vinyl crackle] [Chorus] [Melody: Soaring falsetto, melismatic on "undone"] Hold this: Silver breath, rooftops gilded by the sun, Black trees claw the haze— the world’s undone. Cold apples, windless nights, the flowers’ sting— What’s lost now blooms where new warmth takes wing [Rhythm: Double-time kick pattern, jazz-influenced drum fills] [Harmony: Suspended 9th chords with theremin-like pads] [Verse 2] Behold— the air’s a blade, the fish swim slow Through water thick with time’s unspoken ache. Your careless ghosts dissolve in undertow, While summer’s weight slips loose, a final break— The past’s a leaf; the future’s what we make. [Pre-Chorus (reprise)] [Layered vocals, staccato] Watch the frayed seams birds cling tight to branches, white as scorn. [Bridge] [Melody: (spoken-sung), detuned vocoder] Not fierce, not far—just fragile, green, unseen, A stem that bends but won’t be cut clean All we’ve been—ash. All we are— a spark. The ice will crack. The dark? The dark’s a mark. [Rhythm: Polyrhythmic 5/4 over 4/4 base] [SFX: Granular synthesis of ice cracking → explosive drum crescendo] [Outro] [Melody: Circular motif, pitch-shifted octaves] Hold this: Silver breath... black trees... the world’s undone. What’s lost now burns where twin flames run.