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The Lake Remembers

[Verse 1] [soft piano melody with a rippling, watery texture] Down by the lake where the lilies bloom, A girl hums softly through the gloom. Her voice is sweet, her song so low, A lullaby from years ago. [acoustic guitar enters with a slow, mournful arpeggio] She wades the shallows, arms open wide, Searching for someone to stand by her side. Her dress flows light, her hair drips black, She calls for love she’ll never get back. [Chorus] [choir harmonies swell, strings play a bittersweet melody] Beware the girl who walks the shore, She’s reaching for what’s gone before. Her hands are cold, her heart’s a plea, She longs to swim where she’s meant to be. Beware, beware, her watery gaze, She’s been waiting for you for days. [Verse 2] [violin enters with a trembling, sorrowful tremolo] She whispers tales of a mother’s care, Of arms that held her, soft and fair. But shadows linger, the story fades, Her tears dissolve in the lake’s dark waves. [piano shifts to a minor key, adding tension] She walks the edge, she hums her tune, A song of loss beneath the moon. Her laughter cracks like breaking glass, A fleeting echo of the past. [Chorus] [full instrumentation swells, percussion adds a heartbeat rhythm] Beware the girl who walks the shore, She’s reaching for what’s gone before. Her hands are cold, her heart’s a plea, She longs to swim where she’s meant to be. Beware, beware, her watery gaze, She’s been waiting for you for days. [Bridge] [synth pad swells, faint whispers and water sounds in the background] The lake remembers what she’s lost, A bond once pure, now tempest-tossed. She calls to you, her voice so kind, But in her arms, no peace you’ll find. [Final Chorus] [all instruments crescendo, choir harmonies add ghostly backing vocals] Beware the girl who walks the shore, She’s reaching for what’s gone before. Her hands are cold, her heart’s a plea, She longs to swim where she’s meant to be. Beware, beware, her watery gaze, She’s been waiting for you for days. [Outro – Spoken Whisper] [soft piano fades, faint ripples of water linger] “She just wants to swim again…”