[Intro] [Solo acoustic guitar in an open, ringing minor tuning; slow, sparse bass note pulses with resonant decay] "Sometimes everything goes completely black before you realize what was actually keeping the room warm." [Strumming settles into a heavy, dragging acoustic rhythm] [Verse 1] The hum in the walls just died away Left with the shadows and the gray Clocks are frozen on the shelf No one to talk to but myself Cold creeps up through the wooden floor An empty frame by the hallway door The quiet gets so heavy and deep A promise that I couldn't keep [Pre-Chorus] [Rhythm tightens, vocal delivery turns gravelly and strained] Hands in my pockets, nowhere to run Waiting on mercy that never comes Begging the wind to give me a sign Trapped on the wrong side of the line [Chorus] [Explosive dynamic acoustic strumming, belting raspy vocal] And I am powerless in the dark Watching the dying of the spark Stripped of the control I thought I made Standing naked in the shade You can scream at the sky, you can fall to your knees When the current breaks, you just freeze Completely powerless [Verse 2] [Guitar drops back down to haunting, percussive muted picking] Footprints out in the morning frost Cataloging everything I lost The voices that used to fill this space Vanished without a single trace I sat and waited for someone to save A drowning man on an empty wave Blaming the world for the sudden fall Staring at an unmoving wall [Pre-Chorus] [Guitar swells with heavy bass accents, vocals climbing into a raw register] Hands in my pockets, nowhere to turn Watching the final candle burn Waiting for someone to flip the switch Digging myself in a deeper ditch [Chorus] [Maximum vocal power, wide open acoustic chord strums] And I am powerless in the dark Watching the dying of the spark Stripped of the control I thought I made Standing naked in the shade You can scream at the sky, you can fall to your knees When the current breaks, you just freeze Completely powerless [Bridge] [Tempo pulls back to a slow, hypnotic drone; vocal starts in a haunted, low register, building into an agonized wail] Nobody is coming down this road... Nobody is carrying this load... I sat in the cold and gave it all away Surrendered my breath to the decay [Vocal rises into a soaring, gritty falsetto cry] Gave it away... Oh, I gave it away... [Guitar Solo] [Emotional acoustic solo, bending wounded high notes against a relentless low open drone] [Verse 3] [Dynamics drop to a single ringing open chord; voice is quiet, clear, and grounded—the shift begins] The cold is real, the room is bare But I can still displace the air It wasn't the dark that locked the gate It was the way I chose to wait The spark didn't die inside the storm It’s waiting on my hands to make it warm Nobody holds the key to my chest Nobody gives me back my breath [Chorus] [Furious, triumphant acoustic strumming, full chest-voice roar with deep resonance] I thought I was powerless in the dark! Waiting for someone to strike the spark! I gave up the wheel, I gave up the fight And traded my fire for the night! No more screaming, no more knees I am the only one who frees I’m no longer powerless! [Outro] [Rhythm gradually slows to firm, intentional acoustic strumming] No more waiting on the line... The only current here is mine. Strike the match. Turn the key. [Final resonant acoustic chord left to ring out until silence] "Thank you all... be good to each other." [End]
