Where Chain Turns Gold (I8 v1.3.3d.1)

[Intro | Instrumental | Low Cello | Muted Harmonium | No Percussion]

[Verse 1 | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Intimate Narrative | Dry]
Before the iron learned my wrist
It slept beneath a mountain flame
I gave the dark a tender name
And let it teach my hands to wait

The chapel poured its colored light
Across the stone beneath my knees
A small sun opened at my waist
And called the chain by name

[Pre-Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Rising Urgency | Controlled]
No stranger holds the other end
No hand but mine can make it end

[Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Full Voice | No Harmony]
Where chain turns gold
Where chain turns gold
I made a shrine of what I hold
Where chain turns gold
Where chain turns gold
I lift the weight and let it go
No lock no lord no borrowed role
Where chain turns gold

[Verse 2 | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Intimate Narrative | Steady]
The candles bend but do not break
The glass remembers every blue
The old room breathes against my skin
Then sends its answer coming through

Not every vow was meant to stay
Not every gift must turn to debt
The clasp is warm inside my palm
I am not finished yet

[Pre-Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Rising Urgency | Controlled]
The road is hidden in the flame
The door appears when I reclaim

[Bridge | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Stripped Back | Vulnerable]
The gold was not forgiveness
The gold was what I could not lose
I dressed the wound in Sunday light
And called the wound a jewel

Now every link runs soft and warm
A river leaving from its mold
I turn my hands toward open air
I meet the hour chain turns gold

[Final Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Anthemic | Controlled]
Where chain turns gold
Where chain turns gold
I leave the altar of the hold
Where chain turns gold
Where chain turns gold
I am the fire not the coal
No lock no lord no borrowed role
Where chain turns gold

[Outro | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Quiet | Fading]
Open hands
Open road
I am more
Than what I hold

[End]

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[Intro | Instrumental | Low Cello | Muted Harmonium | No Percussion] [Verse 1 | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Intimate Narrative | Dry] Before the iron learned my wrist It slept beneath a mountain flame I gave the dark a tender name And let it teach my hands to wait The chapel poured its colored light Across the stone beneath my knees A small sun opened at my waist And called the chain by name [Pre-Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Rising Urgency | Controlled] No stranger holds the other end No hand but mine can make it end [Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Full Voice | No Harmony] Where chain turns gold Where chain turns gold I made a shrine of what I hold Where chain turns gold Where chain turns gold I lift the weight and let it go No lock no lord no borrowed role Where chain turns gold [Verse 2 | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Intimate Narrative | Steady] The candles bend but do not break The glass remembers every blue The old room breathes against my skin Then sends its answer coming through Not every vow was meant to stay Not every gift must turn to debt The clasp is warm inside my palm I am not finished yet [Pre-Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Rising Urgency | Controlled] The road is hidden in the flame The door appears when I reclaim [Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Full Voice | No Harmony] Where chain turns gold Where chain turns gold I made a shrine of what I hold Where chain turns gold Where chain turns gold I lift the weight and let it go No lock no lord no borrowed role Where chain turns gold [Bridge | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Stripped Back | Vulnerable] The gold was not forgiveness The gold was what I could not lose I dressed the wound in Sunday light And called the wound a jewel Now every link runs soft and warm A river leaving from its mold I turn my hands toward open air I meet the hour chain turns gold [Final Chorus | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Anthemic | Controlled] Where chain turns gold Where chain turns gold I leave the altar of the hold Where chain turns gold Where chain turns gold I am the fire not the coal No lock no lord no borrowed role Where chain turns gold [Outro | Vocal: Solo Contralto | Quiet | Fading] Open hands Open road I am more Than what I hold [End]

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