Leave Us Our Blood - Ina X Amøyra

Inara

Starfall

Inara

cinematic progressive alternative rock, psychological post hardcore, alternative R&B

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[Cold Open: V2, detuned piano, sub pulse]
[V2]
Phone light on a paper cup.
Three words under the replay:
"God, you sound so broken."
Funny.
I felt better yesterday.

[Verse 1: V1, clean guitar, deep bass]
[V1]
I left the stage with both shoes on,
my name still mine, my pulse still slow.
Someone stopped me by the curtain,
said, "I know exactly what you wrote."

Maybe you do.
Maybe it found the room you needed.
Maybe my line became your language
when your own mouth couldn't speak it.

But a door can open outward
without giving up the key.
I can mean each word I gave you
and keep something just for me.

[Prechorus 1: V1, drums rising]
[V1]
Take the light.
Take the rhyme.
Take the hand it was reaching for.
Just don't turn a song into
a warrant for the dressing room door.

[Chorus 1: duet, V1 lead, V2 lower harmony]
[Duet]
Keep the song.
Take it home.
Let it rattle in your chest.
Sing it loud.
Sing it wrong.
Make a shelter from what's left.
If you found your life in ours,
then the music did some good.
Keep the song you came here for.
Leave us our blood.

[Post Chorus: Both, half time]
[Both]
Keep the song.
Leave us our blood.

[Verse 2: V2, syncopated drums, jagged guitar]
[V2]
They call it raw like raw means free,
like open skin means open access.
Circle every line in red,
build a girl from highlighted fragments.

"You said heart."
"You said knife."
"You said somebody knew your weakness."
Yeah.
I also said the moon was in my kitchen.
Nobody checked the fucking ceiling.

Was it true?
Which part?
Would it change what you felt?
Can a thing be made up, lived in,
half remembered, still be scary?

I gave the thought a vessel
when saying it became too vague.
Bear the body of this song
without laying claim to the ache.

[Prechorus 2: V2, rising distortion]
[V2]
Take the bruise.
Take the beat.
Take the meaning that became your own.
What you heard belongs between us.
What it came from stays unknown.

[Chorus 2: duet, V2 lead, V1 sustained harmony]
[Duet]
Keep the song.
Take it home.
Let it rattle in your chest.
Sing it loud.
Sing it wrong.
Make a shelter from what's left.
If you found your life in ours,
then the music did some good.
Keep the song you came here for.
Leave us our blood.

[Instrumental Break: melodic bass, distorted guitar, glitch percussion]

[Bridge A: V1, stripped drums, close vocal]
[V1]
I have worn a dozen versions,
some for duty, some for play.
Some were armor I believed in.
Some just fit me for a day.

Every one was real while singing.
None of them was all of me.
Truth is not a single window.
Truth is rooms you never see.

[Bridge B: V2, heartbeat sub, dry vocal]
[V2]
I have changed the facts for rhythm,
made the truth arrive disguised.
Put a life through metaphor
and watched you swear you recognized mine.

If you heard yourself inside it,
I won't take that back from you.
Just don't love me for the damage.
Love the thing we made it do.

[Duet Break: separated voices, then Both]
[V1]
You can have the echo.
You can have the line.

[V2]
You can have the moment
it became a part of your life.

[Both]
But we are still the hands that wrote it.
We are still here when it ends.

[Final Chorus: duet, separated harmony layers, maximum lift]
[Duet]
Keep the song.
Take it home.
Let it thunder in your chest.
Sing it loud.
Change the words.
Let it become what you need next.
If you found your face in ours,
then the music crossed the room.
Keep the song that kept you breathing.
Let it mean more than we knew.

[V1]
I don't need to own your meaning.

[V2]
You don't need to own my pain.

[Duet]
We can meet inside the music
without making us the same.

[Final Hook: Both, hard drums, held last line]
[Both]
Keep the song.
Keep the spark.
Keep the night it pulled you through.
Keep the song.
Leave us our blood.
And we'll keep writing something new.

[Outro: bass and piano, voices separated]
[V1]
The room goes quiet.
I'm still me.

[V2]
Phone light down.
Let the last note leave.

[Both]
Keep the song.

[End]

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[Cast: V1 Inara, V2 Amoyra] [V1: smooth smoky female alto, clean legato phrasing, low mid register, intimate close vocal, restrained grit, feline warmth, controlled power] [V2: raspy female alto mezzo, chest led, dry close vocal, sharp diction, irregular phrasing, controlled grit, conversational melodic timing, strong clean lift] [Tempo: 100 BPM] [Key: D minor] [Cold Open: V2, detuned piano, sub pulse] [V2] Phone light on a paper cup. Three words under the replay: "God, you sound so broken." Funny. I felt better yesterday. [Verse 1: V1, clean guitar, deep bass] [V1] I left the stage with both shoes on, my name still mine, my pulse still slow. Someone stopped me by the curtain, said, "I know exactly what you wrote." Maybe you do. Maybe it found the room you needed. Maybe my line became your language when your own mouth couldn't speak it. But a door can open outward without giving up the key. I can mean each word I gave you and keep something just for me. [Prechorus 1: V1, drums rising] [V1] Take the light. Take the rhyme. Take the hand it was reaching for. Just don't turn a song into a warrant for the dressing room door. [Chorus 1: duet, V1 lead, V2 lower harmony] [Duet] Keep the song. Take it home. Let it rattle in your chest. Sing it loud. Sing it wrong. Make a shelter from what's left. If you found your life in ours, then the music did some good. Keep the song you came here for. Leave us our blood. [Post Chorus: Both, half time] [Both] Keep the song. Leave us our blood. [Verse 2: V2, syncopated drums, jagged guitar] [V2] They call it raw like raw means free, like open skin means open access. Circle every line in red, build a girl from highlighted fragments. "You said heart." "You said knife." "You said somebody knew your weakness." Yeah. I also said the moon was in my kitchen. Nobody checked the fucking ceiling. Was it true? Which part? Would it change what you felt? Can a thing be made up, lived in, half remembered, still be scary? I gave the thought a vessel when saying it became too vague. Bear the body of this song without laying claim to the ache. [Prechorus 2: V2, rising distortion] [V2] Take the bruise. Take the beat. Take the meaning that became your own. What you heard belongs between us. What it came from stays unknown. [Chorus 2: duet, V2 lead, V1 sustained harmony] [Duet] Keep the song. Take it home. Let it rattle in your chest. Sing it loud. Sing it wrong. Make a shelter from what's left. If you found your life in ours, then the music did some good. Keep the song you came here for. Leave us our blood. [Instrumental Break: melodic bass, distorted guitar, glitch percussion] [Bridge A: V1, stripped drums, close vocal] [V1] I have worn a dozen versions, some for duty, some for play. Some were armor I believed in. Some just fit me for a day. Every one was real while singing. None of them was all of me. Truth is not a single window. Truth is rooms you never see. [Bridge B: V2, heartbeat sub, dry vocal] [V2] I have changed the facts for rhythm, made the truth arrive disguised. Put a life through metaphor and watched you swear you recognized mine. If you heard yourself inside it, I won't take that back from you. Just don't love me for the damage. Love the thing we made it do. [Duet Break: separated voices, then Both] [V1] You can have the echo. You can have the line. [V2] You can have the moment it became a part of your life. [Both] But we are still the hands that wrote it. We are still here when it ends. [Final Chorus: duet, separated harmony layers, maximum lift] [Duet] Keep the song. Take it home. Let it thunder in your chest. Sing it loud. Change the words. Let it become what you need next. If you found your face in ours, then the music crossed the room. Keep the song that kept you breathing. Let it mean more than we knew. [V1] I don't need to own your meaning. [V2] You don't need to own my pain. [Duet] We can meet inside the music without making us the same. [Final Hook: Both, hard drums, held last line] [Both] Keep the song. Keep the spark. Keep the night it pulled you through. Keep the song. Leave us our blood. And we'll keep writing something new. [Outro: bass and piano, voices separated] [V1] The room goes quiet. I'm still me. [V2] Phone light down. Let the last note leave. [Both] Keep the song. [End]

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