Flowing Glass | TheSoundry MakeYourNoise | Dissociation

Original Lyrics: Artanne Musical Arrangement: Artanne Based on glass percussion audio upload: https://suno.com/s/grJlCyFkqp9cfWJd Voice based on my own voice Cover Art: Artanne © Artanne - All rights reserved I built a language made of glass, I shape a noise I cannot name, But what I'm saying feels the same, And the weight of words will pass. I blur the edges of the pain, I step outside the rising ache, I flow before the glass can break, And move along with the refrain. Every strike, a drop of rain, I hide my scars, I change the tone, Water rises, borders pass, I'm living in the flowing glass, In a rhythm of my own. Flowing glass to soothe the strain. I trace my way back through the sound, The steady pulse restores my shape. I try no longer to escape, I'm flowing back to solid ground. The noise inside begins to bend. The rhythm cradles what I hide. It shapes the rising of the tide, A flow of life I comprehend. Every strike, a drop of rain, I shape my silence into tone. Water rises, borders pass, I'm living in the flowing glass, In a rhythm of my own, Flowing glass to ease my pain. © Artanne - 2026