[Intro] [Vocal: soft, breathy, ethereal, almost whispered over solo cello and piano] [Verse 1] [Vocal: hushed, close, intimate] Cold on the wrist where the metal lies, warm on my face where the color climbs. I did not come here to be found, I came to lift my eyes. [Pre-Chorus] [Vocal: rising, opening] And the weight I carry starts to change, the iron learns a warmer name. [Chorus] [Vocal: full, open chest voice, soaring but tender] Watch the chain turn gold, watch it soften in my hold, I am reaching for the light, not the breaking, not the fight, just the choosing to be free, and the gold remembering me. [Verse 2] [Vocal: intimate again, gentle] Every candle at my knees was lit by hands I cannot see. Whatever set that flame in glass is the thing I answer to. [Pre-Chorus] [Vocal: rising] So I hold the bond I made my own, and I lift it like a stone toward home. [Chorus] [Vocal: full, soaring, tender] Watch the chain turn gold, watch it soften in my hold, I am reaching for the light, not the breaking, not the fight, just the choosing to be free, and the gold remembering me. [Bridge] [Vocal: quiet, almost spoken, then swelling] Keep it or lay it down, keep it or lay it down. The reach is already the answer, the reach is already the answer. [Final Chorus] [Vocal: fullest, choir swell underneath, radiant] Watch the gold begin to melt, in the light I finally felt, I am rising from the floor, I am owed to something more, and the chain that made me kneel turns to morning, turns to real. [Outro] [Vocal: soft, resolving, breath fading with the cello] The gold was always going to melt in that light. [End]
