
Lantern's Burnin' Low #4 (Suno telephone) [carol]
[tutti; adagio; carolling; choir; carol; boys choir; a capella] [cyclical refrain; verseâchorus carol form; each section only once] [intro] [tutti; vocalizing; slow, sustained] Ahâahâah⌠(like distant bells across an iced harbor) [Verse 1] [male solo] Iâve been sleepinâ where the lanternâs burninâ low, While the harbor locks itself in glass and snow, Youâre still berthed but sure your heartâs away at sea, And I pretend not to see whatâs plain to me. I learned the rhythm of the breath you used to keep, Now itâs thin and cold as winterâs quiet sleep, [bâoysâ choir; soft echo] So I keep callinâ to the sailor that I knew, Lost beyond the frozen docks and out of view. [Chorus] [tutti; choir] Oh Iâm still here as the old yearâs fallinâ slow, With my hands full of the things you let go, And the worst is not the losinâ of your side, Itâs watchinâ as you turn with changinâ tide. [bâoysâ choir; light harmony] Youâd already chosen long before you spoke, [male solo; low, sustained] I felt the ice begin to shift and crack and broke, [tutti] And Iâm weary from pretendinâ I donât know, That I never heard you vanish in the snow. [Verse 2] [male solo] You say âforeverâ like it costs you not a thing, Like the bells that mark the end of everythinâ, Thereâs a hollow where you swore your heart would lie, Frozen over where the dim and daylight tie. I know the look you wear when you are halfway gone, Like the year that fades before the next comes on, [bâoysâ choir; fuller] And we still call this just a squall upon the foam, Though the seaâs been locked in ice too long for home. [Chorus] [tutti; choir] Oh Iâm still here as the old yearâs fallinâ slow, With my hands full of the things you let go, And the worst is not the losinâ of your side, Itâs watchinâ as you turn with changinâ tide. [bâoysâ choir] Youâd already chosen long before you spoke, [male solo; low] I felt the ice beneath each word you broke, [tutti] And Iâm weary from pretendinâ I donât know, That I never heard you vanish in the snow. [Interlude] [tutti; vocalizing; gradual swell then thin out] Ahâahâah⌠(wind over masts, voices like drifting snow) [Final Chorus] [tutti; full, sustained] Oh Iâm still here as the old yearâs fallinâ slow, With my hands full of the things you let go, And the worst is not the losinâ of your side, Itâs watchinâ as you turn with changinâ tide. [bâoysâ choir; soaring] Youâd already chosen long before you spoke, [male solo; lowest register] I felt the ice give way in words you broke, [tutti; held cadence] And Iâm weary from pretendinâ I donât know, That I never heard you go beneath the snow. [outro] [tutti; vocalizing; very soft, fading] Ahâahâah⌠(as if the harbor sleeps again)

