(Intro) (Starts with a lone, mournful Tin Whistle or Fiddle melody, quickly joined by a pounding, frantic Snare Drum rhythm and heavy, distorted Guitar chord.) (Verse 1) The wind off the bay brings a shiver and a chill But the voices I hear are the ones that won’t be still They start as a breath, a low, desperate plea From shadows and streets that the world won't let me see. I walk through the city, I look in their eyes And I swear I hear the whispers like a fog that never dries. They’re crying out now, asking for the guide, "Where are the answers to the chaos locked inside?" (Chorus - Full Band, Fast Tempo, Vocals delivered with urgency and a slight rasp) Oh, the madness in their minds like a high-tide crashing hard! Every single lifeline that they’ve lost, every broken card! I hear the echoes, ringing off the mountains and the stone, The frantic, raw desire of a soul that feels alone! I try to quiet the noise, I try to shut it out, But the collective, painful fear of falling starts to shout! They’re calling out my name, every plea, every tear, And every cry is a hammer inside my mind right here! (Verse 2) The old tales they told me of heroes and the brave, But they never mentioned how much it hurts to try and save A soul that's already halfway down the drain, Just drowning in the cycle of the sorrow and the pain. I hold out a hand, I speak what truth I know, But for every flame I light, a dozen shadows grow. I see the tired looks of the elderly and the young, A silent, screaming question left forever on their tongue. (Pre-Chorus) The fiddle starts to scream, the rhythm starts to climb, I’m running out of energy, I'm running out of time! I feel the crushing pressure, the burden that I bear, Knowing I can't reach them, the ones lost in despair! (Chorus - Full energy, shouted slightly, Tin Whistle plays a fast counter-melody) Oh, the madness in their minds like a high-tide crashing hard! Every single lifeline that they’ve lost, every broken card! I hear the echoes, ringing off the mountains and the stone, The frantic, raw desire of a soul that feels alone! I try to quiet the noise, I try to shut it out, But the collective, painful fear of falling starts to shout! They’re calling out my name, every plea, every tear, And every cry is a hammer inside my mind right here! (Bridge - Tempo slows down, guitar riff becomes moody, drums use only cymbals and gentle snare for tension) Is this the truth? The cold, dark, bitter test? That I can’t save them all, no matter how I put my heart to rest? That the fear of not being able is the strongest chain of all? I stand on the shoreline, waiting for the tidal fall... But the voices won't stop... the voices won't stop... (Builds back into full speed) (Chorus - Final Repetition - Fast, heavy, massive energy) Oh, the madness in their minds like a high-tide crashing hard! Every single lifeline that they’ve lost, every broken card! I hear the echoes, ringing off the mountains and the stone, The frantic, raw desire of a soul that feels alone! I try to quiet the noise, I try to shut it out, But the collective, painful fear of falling starts to shout! They’re calling out my name, every plea, every tear, And every cry is a hammer inside my mind right here! (Outro) Inside my mind! The echoes keep ringing! (Band hits a final, heavy chord, then the song quickly ends with the Fiddle/Whistle fading out on a sustained, high note.)
