(Filtered piano. Tape hiss. No vocal.) ⸻ [Verse 1] Almost called. Almost stayed. Almost said… Everything. Almost brave. Almost gone. Funny how… A moment… Can last this long. ⸻ [Instrumental] (Sub bass enters. Tick of the hi-hats becomes more pronounced.) ⸻ [Verse 2] Different road. Different town. Different life… If I’d turned around. Different story. Same old me. Still wondering… Who I’d be. ⸻ [Lift] How many versions… Disappear… Every time… We choose? ⸻ [Chorus] Almost enough. Almost free. Almost everything… I thought I’d need. Almost certain. Almost home. Funny… How “almost”… Can haunt you more… Than “never.” ⸻ [Instrumental] (Reverse vocal fragments. Electric piano. Bass carries the emotion.) ⸻ [Bridge] Maybe… The life I missed… Made room… For this one. (Everything strips back to piano and breath.) ⸻ [Final Chorus] Almost became… Someone else. Instead… I became… Myself. (The groove softens. Piano remains. One final unresolved synth note fades into silence.)
