[Verse 1] Stone holds yesterday’s heat, streets keep rhythm under feet. Clock hands circle, not a cage— time is water, not a stage. Breath finds measure in the lane, quiet counts the honest gain. One step, then another one— move with the hour, not outrun. Pre-Chorus No rush, no race, set the tempo to the place. Hands open, shoulders low— what isn’t mine can go. Chorus I hear the pulse in the stone, slow and sure, it calls me home. Lay my pace on what is true— move with time and it moves too. Verse 2 News ticks fast across the glass, noise pretends the moment’s past. Draw a circle; keep it small— guard the center, hold the wall. Wind puts language in the wire, beats align with simple fire. One step, then another one— walk the measure till it’s done. Pre-Chorus 2 No push, no pull, let the hour get full. Hands open, shoulders low— what isn’t mine can go. Chorus 2 I hear the pulse in the stone, slow and sure, it calls me home. Lay my pace on what is true— move with time and it moves too. Bridge (keep lead calm; widen keys +10%, no extra volume) Count it—one, two, three, four— find the door you’ve heard before. Name the beat beneath the noise— choose the rhythm, not the ploys. Final Chorus + Tag I hear the pulse in the stone, slow and sure, it calls me home. Lay my pace on what is true— move with time and it moves too. (tag, dry) Keep the time. Outro [Rhodes motif returns; hand-perc + soft kit; gentle 5s fade]
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