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Lantern's Burnin' Low #4 (Suno telephone) [carol]

V5.5

[tutti; adagio; carolling; choir; carol; boys choir; a capella] [cyclical refrain; verse–chorus carol form; each section only once] [intro] [tutti; vocalizing; slow, sustained] Ah—ah—ah… (like distant bells across an iced harbor) [Verse 1] [male solo] I’ve been sleepin’ where the lantern’s burnin’ low, While the harbor locks itself in glass and snow, You’re still berthed but sure your heart’s away at sea, And I pretend not to see what’s plain to me. I learned the rhythm of the breath you used to keep, Now it’s thin and cold as winter’s quiet sleep, [b​oys’ choir; soft echo] So I keep callin’ to the sailor that I knew, Lost beyond the frozen docks and out of view. [Chorus] [tutti; choir] Oh I’m still here as the old year’s fallin’ slow, With my hands full of the things you let go, And the worst is not the losin’ of your side, It’s watchin’ as you turn with changin’ tide. [b​oys’ choir; light harmony] You’d already chosen long before you spoke, [male solo; low, sustained] I felt the ice begin to shift and crack and broke, [tutti] And I’m weary from pretendin’ I don’t know, That I never heard you vanish in the snow. [Verse 2] [male solo] You say “forever” like it costs you not a thing, Like the bells that mark the end of everythin’, There’s 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, [b​oys’ choir; fuller] And we still call this just a squall upon the foam, Though the sea’s been locked in ice too long for home. [Chorus] [tutti; choir] Oh I’m still here as the old year’s fallin’ slow, With my hands full of the things you let go, And the worst is not the losin’ of your side, It’s watchin’ as you turn with changin’ tide. [b​oys’ choir] You’d already chosen long before you spoke, [male solo; low] I felt the ice beneath each word you broke, [tutti] And I’m weary from pretendin’ I don’t know, That I never heard you vanish in the snow. [Interlude] [tutti; vocalizing; gradual swell then thin out] Ah—ah—ah… (wind over masts, voices like drifting snow) [Final Chorus] [tutti; full, sustained] Oh I’m still here as the old year’s fallin’ slow, With my hands full of the things you let go, And the worst is not the losin’ of your side, It’s watchin’ as you turn with changin’ tide. [b​oys’ choir; soaring] You’d already chosen long before you spoke, [male solo; lowest register] I felt the ice give way in words you broke, [tutti; held cadence] And I’m weary from pretendin’ I don’t know, That I never heard you go beneath the snow. [outro] [tutti; vocalizing; very soft, fading] Ah—ah—ah… (as if the harbor sleeps again)