A tense, cinematic dialogue between a father and son who can’t say what they truly feel. ”Father’s Shadow” captures the protagonist’s first breaking point— pride, silence, and the weight of a name he never chose to carry. A quiet storm of legacy and grief, created in collaboration with Elvorin; based on the novel, Orange: The Color of Sunset. Orange: Songs from the Sunset (Deluxe Edition) album: https://suno.com/playlist/2002af28-6a94-4473-b0e8-595e60ce5ee3 jpbbantigue.com / orangethecolorofsunset.com ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ (The protagonist's father's speech as heard from the TV) "Today we honor the future— our youth, our pride..." Barong still creased, medals still cold, I walk through the house like a headline grown old. Your trophies stare, their shine outlasts the years, our family photos smile through the tears. You say “Well done,” but you don’t look away, your face still lit by your speech on replay. I nod, I sit, we share the same air, but I’m not sure either of us is there. I want to speak but the walls remember, every word rehearsed in marble tone. My voice cracks— too human, too tender, for a man who built a kingdom of stone. (The protagonist and his dad's voices overlapping) I live beneath your shadow, longer than the light can reach. You call it legacy— I call it grief. You built this name, and I wear it like armor, but it fits too tight, it cuts too deep. I live beneath your shadow, and the light never finds me clean. (The protagonist's father) You think I wanted mirrors? I only wanted proof— that something of me could live after the truth. You curse my name but carry it still, the blood that binds, the unspoken will. I fought the world so you could stay whole, don’t tell me now it cost you your soul. You taught me strength, but not the kind that heals. You taught me silence, so I swallowed how it feels. You taught me pride, so I never learned to bend. You taught me love— but not how to say it again. (The protagonist and his dad's voices overlapping) I live beneath your shadow, the light that never forgives. You call it honor, I call it prison— we both just call it how it is. And when you fade, your voice will stay, etched on every word I say. I carry your name, even when I break it. (The protagonist's father's speech as heard from the TV) "And to our children— the torchbearers of tomorrow..."