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[extended instrumental intro] Blackened sky, red moon, yellow haze, whitest noon. Blackened sky, red moon, yellow haze, whitest noon. [melancholic] The moon spills silver into broken glass A shoreline hums with something half-alive The air forgets the reasons that we breathe It lingers long in shadows that will pass A distant pull we never quite survive A quiet theft of things we thought we'd keep Blackened sky, red moon, yellow haze, whitest noon. The moon spills silver into broken glass A shoreline hums with something half-alive The air forgets the reasons that we breathe It lingers long in shadows that will pass A distant pull we never quite survive A quiet theft of things we thought we'd keep Blackened sky, red moon, yellow haze, whitest noon. [hopeful] The sun breaks open everything at once A blade of gold across a waking sky It names the world before we can respond Blackened sky, red moon, yellow haze, whitest noon. [moment of realization] I learned the names of everything that stays The hidden laws that map our shifting days The quiet codes beneath the smallest phrase And still I stand unchanged in what I face Blackened sky, red moon, yellow haze, whitest noon. [nurturing] "I hold the weight you cannot yet define and shape my days around your fragile time. The world can wait outside what we have made, a quiet place where nothing is afraid." [protective] "I stand between the world and what you are, a line that doesn’t break or bend too wide. I hold the things you’re unprepared to fight and step aside when you no longer are."