[Intro] [Verse 1] The jungle hummed in shades of green, A living world beyond belief. Vines were twisting through the trees, Growing paths beneath their feet. But for the first time since the fall, The wonder faded for a while. Questions gathered in the quiet, Louder than the jungle sounds. They'd crossed through clouds and candy skies, Watched whole islands drift away. And somewhere in the growing storm, The world they'd built began to fray. [Pre-Chorus] The sky looked different now. The colours felt less bright. Some things become much harder to ignore When the sky forgets its light. [Chorus] How are they still here? How are they still standing? Falling through a broken world That shouldn't be demanding mercy. The rules were coming loose. The seams were coming undone. And somewhere past the jungle leaves The race against the Rift had begun. Only one way home. Only one way through. A rocket in the distance, And a sky that no longer looked true. [Verse 2] The floating isles were gone from sight, Swept away beyond the storm. The painted heavens flickered wrong, Like damaged code losing form. Every path led back to one thing, Every answer pointed there. Across the jungle, past the fire, Toward the heat beyond the air. Botanica stayed with her scream-roots, Her seedlings and her glasshouse light. Roots held deeper than her worries, Even with the end in sight. But she had given them directions, A thread through all the growing wild. A route across the shifting islands, Frightening even for a determined child [Chorus] How are they still here? How are they still breathing? Every mile the Rift was taking More than they were leaving. The world felt far too strange, Too silent and too vast. And every step was carrying them Further from their past. Only one way home. Only one way through. A rocket in the distance, And a sky that no longer looked true. [Bridge] Not every storm arrives with thunder. Not every ending starts with fear. Sometimes it starts with a single thought... What if this is real? The jungle stopped and listened. The leaves refused to move. As though the world itself was waiting To see what they would choose. [Final Chorus] How are they still here? Maybe that's not important. Maybe every answer waits Beyond the next horizon. The storm is drawing near. The black hole calls their names. The world is bending out of shape, But home still burns inside the flame. Only one way home. Only one chance left. Through the jungle and the darkness, Through the fire and the threats. Only one way home. Only one thing left to do. Follow the path through Emerald Island... And chase the distant rocket through. [Outro] The vines grew still. The leaves bowed low. Far beyond the jungle canopy... A mountain started glowing.
