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Hidden in the daylight.

Title: ( rock of jade) [Intro] (Atmospheric pads, sound of wind or chimes, very spacious) (Whispered vocals, heavily layered with reverb) Quiet now... I see the bruises on your soul. Hidden in the daylight. Buried in the gold. [Verse 1] He walks like a king on a paper throne Breaking the wings just to keep you home Thinks that his hands can blot out the sun Counting his victories, one by one. But he doesn't see the cracks in the floor He doesn’t know what we’re waiting for. [Pre-Chorus] (Music starts to build, faster snare rolls, rising tension) Sister, take my light Let it heal the cold You are made of stardust He is only mold. The universe is listening The energy shifts... (Pause/Silence for 1 beat) [Chorus / The Build] Gravity is waking up Time is running out of luck For the hands that hurt For the hearts of stone... [The Drop] (Explosion of Future Bass synths, melodic and triumphant) Watch the Wheel turn. (Vocal chops: Turn, turn, coming back around) Everything you give returns. (Vocal chops: Oh-oh, watch it burn) We are rising, he is falling down. Watch the Wheel turn. [Verse 2] (Beat returns, stripped back, smooth bassline) He thought silence was his shield But the karma is a ghost in the field It follows him home, it sleeps in his bed Echoes of the tears that you have shed. You are not alone in the void anymore We are the wave crashing on his shore. [Bridge] (Dreamy, floating, no drums, just sweeping synths) Don't be afraid to breathe again The cycle ends where it began. What goes up, must come down He’s the king of a crumbling town. I got you. I got you. [Pre-Chorus] (Risers start immediately) Sister, take my light (Take my light) We are burning bright (Burning bright) The universe is balancing... Here comes the night! [The Drop] (High energy, massive chords) Watch the Wheel turn! (Vocal chops: Turn, turn, coming back around) You are safe now, let the bridges burn. (Vocal chops: Yeah! We rise up!) We are rising, he is falling down. Watch the Wheel turn. [Outro] (Fading out, soft piano or plucked synth) It always turns. It always comes back. You are free. (Whispered) Watch it turn