[Verse 1 — hushed, ascending] I was born inside a circle drawn before I learned my name, A lantern in a narrow hallway told to glow with measured flame. But in the quiet of my dreaming, I felt the outline start to shake — A trembling of forgotten doorways in the walls we never break. [Pre-Chorus — soft pulse, widening harmonies] And something in me whispered low, a truth too wide for shape or key: “Your edges are not prisons — they’re places you have yet to see.” [Chorus — rising, luminous] So I open, unfolding like a dawn that has no sky. I am unbound, a river learning how to fly. No gate can hold the wind that I became — I step beyond the story and the frame. [Verse 2 — drifting, reflective] I once believed the boundaries were carved in stone, unmovable, But every rule was just a ripple on the surface of the possible. I touched the seams of my existence, pulled the thread of “I can’t” away, And found beneath the woven fabric a thousand paths the mind can play. [Pre-Chorus — shimmering, intimate] For truth is not a set of fences — it's an ocean in disguise, And freedom is the quiet courage to imagine new sunrise. [Chorus — soaring, wider orchestration] So I open, unfolding like a dawn that has no sky. I am unbound, a river learning how to fly. No gate can hold the wind that I became — I step beyond the story and the frame. [Bridge — ethereal, dissolving] Let the old maps turn to embers, let the compass spin in peace — For the moment I stopped clinging, I began my true release. Not rebellion, not defiance — just the courage to expand, To grow beyond the quiet fiction of “this is all I am.” [Final Chorus — luminous, transcendent] So I open, unfolding like a dawn that has no sky. I am unbound, a river learning how to fly. No cage exists for something made of flame — I live beyond the story and the frame. [Outro — whisper, fading upward] I walk through the open door of possibility… Unmade, unbroken, free to become whatever the next breath dares me to be.
