[Intro – Silence, then very low pipe organ pedal, almost subsonic] [Cold reverb fills an empty space] [Bass male voice – spoken, distant, emotionless] So much light. So little weight. [Low strings enter, barely moving] [Bass male voice – sung, slow and heavy] We see everything Yet feel nothing [Soprano voice – distant, wordless, like a memory] Ahhh… [Verse – Bass voice] Hands are full But empty still Hearts are busy Standing still [Choir enters softly, breath-like, no words] [Pre-Chorus – Bass voice, slightly rising] We run faster We own more But we don’t know What for [Soprano echoes a single rising note, fragile] [Chorus – restrained, not triumphant] Too much light No weight inside Too much noise Nowhere to hide [Organ swells slightly, then pulls back] [Interlude – Instrumental] [Organ holds low chord] [Piano plays isolated notes] [Choir fades in and out] [Verse 2 – Bass voice] Screens are bright Days are loud Every face Lost in crowd [Soprano – still distant, unresolved] Ahhh… [Outro – tension unresolved] [Bass voice – spoken, almost a warning] This is not living. This is waiting. [Organ fades to silence]
