(Intro) (A soft, finger-picked guitar pattern in a gentle 6/8 time. A distant, ambient synth shimmer.) (Verse 1 - Elias) The grass is silver where you’re leaning your head Against the oak that we thought was dead. I brought the coffee, you brought the quiet After the years of the "Us" and the riot. Your shoulder is an inch from mine— A holy distance, a borderline. (Verse 2 - Lyra) (A light, brushed snare drum begins. The piano adds a few "sparkling" high notes.) I still know the way your eyes catch the light When you’re tracing the satellites into the night. It’s a sweet kind of ache, this "almost" we keep Like a secret we promised to never quite sleep. We loved too well to let it go... So we turned the fire into a glow. (Pre-Chorus - Duet) (The bass enters—warm and melodic, not heavy. The music swells gently.) It’s not a tragedy, it’s a release A quiet surrender, a difficult peace. The cards were dealt, the hand was played... (Chorus - Duet) (The music opens up into a lush, Alt-Rock "cradle." It’s anthemic but soft.) Oh, we’re caught in the gravity of grace It’s the sweetest "no" I’ve ever had to face. The love didn't break, it just changed its name From a wild wildfire to a steady flame. We’re soulmates in the silence, best friends in the light The "what-ifs" are sleeping... and we’re doing alright. In the gravity of grace. (Bridge - Elias & Lyra) (The "Progressive" shift: The rhythm becomes a bit more complex/interlocking.) I’ll be the roots when the winter gets long. I’ll be the starlight to help you belong. (Harmonizing softly) We found the bridge where we don't have to cross. (A short, melodic guitar solo.) (Outro) (The music slows down significantly.) Elias: You’re still my person. Lyra: You’re still my home. Both: Just a different kind of "us." (The sound of a single chirping. The final guitar note rings out and slowly dissolves.)
