[Instrumental Intro] [Verse I] Smoke reached the shelves Before the dawn. Ash found the clay Before my hands. Still my fingers knew these signs Better than my own skin. One by one The broken voices Returned to where they belonged. [Pre-Chorus] Outside— Stone gives way. Inside— One line remains. [Chorus] No voice Should end Unfinished. Not today. Not while My hands Remember. [Verse II] Kings spoke loudly Across these walls. Their names Will live. Then— Smaller marks. An uncertain hand. A lesson Still becoming. My reed grows still. I know this writing. [Pre-Chorus II] Smoke grows darker. Clay grows warm. One empty place. Waiting. [Bridge] "...I will return..." The line is broken. Ash hides One missing wedge. I clear the clay. The reed descends. One mark. The sentence breathes again. [Emotional Guitar Solo] [Final Chorus] I cannot lift These fallen walls. I cannot quiet The fire. I cannot save This city. But one voice— Will not End Unfinished. [Outro] I place the tablet Back Among the others. Straight. Waiting. As though Morning Will come. [End]
