///***/// [Intro | breathy female vocal | wide reverb | soft synth haze] Pink cloud... Black tombstones... I know both sides now. [Verse 1 | intimate female vocal | sparse pulse | airy pads] Pink cloud hanging over me, Soft as smoke, but I can't breathe. Black tombstones beneath my feet, Every name sounds just like me. Golden rain cuts through the night, Burning holes in borrowed skin. I keep searching for a sign, But the door is always within. [Pre-Chorus | crescendo | layered vocals | rising synth tension] I run from the dark, I run from the light, But they follow each other Like day follows night. [Chorus | emotional female vocal | deep kick | industrial pulse | wide harmonies] Pink cloud, black tombstones, Same old room, different shadows. Golden rain, black resin, I lose myself to find the lesson. Red eyes, cold sky, Nothing left to justify. If the dark and light are one, Then I don't have to run. [Verse 2 | detached female vocal | rigid percussion | distorted sub] Black resin dripping from the ceiling, Every drop reveals a different feeling. My reflection won't look me in the eyes, It knows every truth I tried to hide. The Void keeps talking in my head, Painting flowers over everything dead. I take one breath, let the silence in, Feel the darkness underneath my skin. [Pre-Chorus | rising tension | vocal layering | metallic percussion] I run from the dark, I run from the light, But they twist into each other Every single night. [Chorus | bigger drums | stacked harmonies | heavier sub | industrial rhythm] Pink cloud, black tombstones, Same old room, different shadows. Golden rain, black resin, I lose myself to find the lesson. Red eyes, cold sky, Nothing left to justify. If the dark and light are one, Then I don't have to run. [Bridge | half-time breakdown | vulnerable vocals | metallic fragments | sub drone] Maybe the Void was never empty, Maybe I was scared to look. Maybe every broken piece Was a page I never took. Black is not the end of white, Night is not the enemy of day. I can hold them both inside me, I can let them change their shape. [Build | accelerando | rhythmic fragmentation | distorted synth | tension-release] Pink cloud... Black tombstones... Golden rain... Let it fall. Darkness... Light... Same breath... Same soul... [Final Chorus | climax | soaring female vocal | massive industrial drums | layered harmonies] Pink cloud, black tombstones, Same old room, different shadows. Golden rain, black resin, I lose myself to find the lesson. Red eyes, cold sky, Nothing left to justify. If the dark and light are one, I don't have to run. [Final Hook | stripped instrumentation | intimate vocal | long reverb] I don't have to run. I don't have to run. Dark and light... Become one. [Outro | breathy female vocal | fading synth | stereo wide] Pink cloud. Black tombstones. Same mind. Different moment.
