[Hooks: "a silly thing called feeling" (chorus), "makes my heart bow down kneeling" (chorus), "butterflies in my stomach kind of thing" (outro), "twilight skies in my eyes" (verse 1)] [Duration: 3:30] [Structure: intro 4 -> verse 1 6 -> chorus 8 -> guitar solo 6 -> verse 2 6 -> chorus 8 -> outro 8 fade] [Tempo: 90 bpm intro/verse -> 105 bpm chorus -> 110 bpm final -> 70 bpm outro] [Dynamics: pp -> p -> mf -> f -> ff -> mf -> f -> ff -> p -> ppp] [Vocals: female, warm contralto, underwater texture, intimate, smoky, whispered to spoken-sung, reverbed hooks, no operatic, no belting, no metallic, no falsetto, no soprano, fragile, mournful, urgent soaring, slow-burning delivery] [Instrumental Intro 4 — 90 bpm, heavy distorted guitars enter immediately, wall of sound, droning bass, no drums, no vocals, spacious, uneasy, twilight skies] [Verse 1 6 — 90 bpm, whispered, intimate, heavy guitars continue, no drums, fragile] [whisper, close-mic'd, warm chest, underwater resonance, fragile, dark, dreamy] twilight skies in my eyes make the darkness feel light [Chorus 8 — 105 bpm, melodic singing, breathy, rising, drums enter softly, floor tom pulse, strings swell] [melodic warm voice, intimate, soaring, held notes, hooks, underwater texture, building intensity] a silly thing called feeling... can't stop itself from revealing... makes my heart bow down kneeling... and all common sense are leaving... [Guitar Solo 6 — 105 bpm, instrumental, wall of sound, no vocals, ethereal lead guitar over heavy rhythm, building tension] [Verse 2 6 — 90 bpm, melodic singing, intimate, fragile, returning] [melodic warm voice, intimate, fragile, dark, held notes, underwater resonance] as the moon shine and rise... this time two lover in disguise... [Chorus 8 — 105 bpm, full chest, wall of sound, peak intensity, full drums, strings swell] [melodic warm voice, intimate, soaring, held notes, hooks, underwater texture, maximum urgency] a silly thing called feeling... can't stop itself from revealing... makes my heart bow down kneeling... and all common sense are leaving... [2:30-2:33 — FALSE ENDING — 3 SECONDS OF COMPLETE SILENCE] [Outro 8 — 70 bpm, whispered, intimate, dissolving, fading into silence, droning bass] [whisper, close-mic'd, warm chest, underwater decay, dissolving, dreamy and soft] maybe is a butterflies in my stomach kind of thing... and makes my heart a thousand times beating... maybe it's time to attached the string... and together we can fly and swing... (fade to silence)
