[Verse 1] [breathy, close to mic] Bars... slipping. Sawdust... spinning. The crowd screams. Time to go. Kicked off. An arc. Sudden grace. Into... the blank space. [Pre-Chorus] [layered vocal harmonies, very quiet] Gravity pulls. Momentum screams. Kinetic... energy. [Chorus] [airy, floating vocals, delicate] Flying. Right in the middle. Old hands let go... New ones aren't there. Terrifying joy. Beautiful fright. Suspended. Gold light. [Verse 2] [spoken-singing, intimate tone] The crowd... a blur. Paint and faces. Waiting for the fall. But I am crossing spaces. Muscles ache. Repetition. Across the gap. Transition. [Bridge] [music breaks into complex micro-glitch edits] One thousand pairs of eyes. Wide. Watching the swing. Side to side. Past is gone. Future waits. Hovering... between two fates. [gasp] Three. Two. One. Reach. [Instrumental Break - fluid electronic solo. Shimmering, emotional, glitch percussion with zero heavy bass pounding.] [Chorus] [airy, floating vocals] Flying. Right in the middle. Old hands let go... New ones aren't there. Terrifying joy. Beautiful fright. Suspended. Gold light. [Outro] [whispered vocals] Middle of the air. One second left. Here comes... [subtle sub-bass swell] The catch.
