WHITE CITY

[Verse 1 (Mix (near direct vocal, warm body and clear diction; band microdynamics intact; source room links voice and accompaniment without wash))] Outside my window, it's white on white; the snow gathers without a sound The room falls still around me, with winter pressed against the glass Your laughter from somewhere far away comes drifting back to me I turn my palm up, as if I could feel your warmth there again [Verse 2 (Mix (ride vocal body through source density; local low-mid and return balance clears words without thinning chords or bass))] At night, the street lights come on; one light, and then another shines A soft orange light spreads over the city in the snow I hear your voice come through the screen; your laughter fills the whole room One word from you is enough; even the cold feels far away [Pre-Chorus (Mix (smooth phrase-level automation through word tails; return recovery clears C1 consonants; source entry timing intact))] The city blurs into the white; and I feel just how far you are Somewhere you must be seeing this sky; and here, behind the glass, I'm looking up too [Chorus 1 (Mix (vocal body/words foreground throughout; full bass/kick and snare weight; local accompaniment/return relief, source width intact))] The snow keeps falling all around; each lamp lays down a patch of gold Still, the whole white city glows; and something in me loosens its hold Though your hand is far from mine, all that stirs in me when I think of you keeps gathering, layer by layer, as snow settles over this white city Till we can pull our hands out of our pockets, and keep each other warm against the cold, in this white city under snow, the time I spend alone keeps gathering, layer by layer [Guitar Solo 1 (Mix (guitar body and sustain remain distinct; level/depth balance retains supporting detail without return buildup))] [Guitar Solo 2 (Mix (guitar width and return overlap stay clear; preserve tonal identity and tail detail around Bridge voice))] [Bridge (Mix (near direct vocal above source quiet balance; final word body and room tail distinct; returns clear the F1 consonants))] The glass is cool against my hand I leave the silence as it is There's room for you inside it still, even when neither of us speaks Your breath comes softly through the phone I catch myself breathing with you The snow goes on beyond the glass I don't reach for another word [Final Chorus 1 (Mix (vocal body near, phrase contrast intact; last word tail readable; return depth clears F2 vocal, no gain lift in rest))] The snow keeps falling all around; the silence holds a little light Still, the whole white city glows; and something in me reaches for you Though your hand is far from mine, all this stirs in me when I think of you [Final Chorus 2 (Mix (Chest Voice body/words foreground over full bass/kick and snare body; source warmth, width and transient detail retained))] The snow keeps falling all around; each lamp lays down a patch of gold Still, the whole white city glows; and something in me loosens its hold Though your hand is far from mine, all that stirs in me when I think of you keeps gathering, layer by layer, as snow settles over this white city Till we can pull our hands out of our pockets, and keep each other warm against the cold, in this white city under snow, the time I spend alone keeps gathering, layer by layer [Outro (Mix (direct vocal body clear to final word; preserve source ending, warmth and note/room tails; no gain lift into natural silence))] Outside my window, there's still nothing but white; and the snow keeps falling without a sound If I reach out my hand now, I can almost feel your hand, still warm from that day