First Bar (Live)

[Verse I] I knew no map, only the pause between heartbeats — The silence that spoke: not yet, not here... but close. I held the warmth of something lost and burning, No names, but a line traced by ash and stars. [Verse II] They said this world forgot how to deserve a song, But some children still wait to be taught to listen. On Telos Gamma, I found walls that whispered light Even through the weight of centuries of silence. [Chorus] This is not a hymn — it's just the first bar. Not a banner — just a breath drawn deep. Not a legion — just two souls And a shard of knowing we refuse to bury. [Verse III] He came to me carrying wounds, not answers. No questions — just the look of one who stays. Together we heard patterns in the broken, The hum of something not yet gone. [Verse IV] Under collapsed ceilings, we read forgotten symbols: Ethica. Doctrina. Ordo. Not spells — but roots. Not relics — but reasons. [Chorus – variation] Not yet a triumph — but a chart of hope. No anthem — just a steady overture. Each choice a note. Each step a seed. Each silence — a space for meaning. [Outro] There were no towers. No titles. Only dust and the will not to kneel. But when the dusk folded into itself, I knew I had written the first bar.