Not an Accident

ac1965

Minimalist A Cappella Folk / Contemporary Adult Pop, All sounds are human voices only, no instruments, Tempo slow to mid, around 78 BPM, natural human timing with slight rubato, not quantized, Lead vocal is a middle-aged male voice, slightly husky and weathered, narrow range, intimate close-mic, conversational delivery, no belting, no youthful tone, no theatrical emotion, Backing vocals are 2–4 human voices used mainly as a soft choir before each chorus, sustained “oooh / ahh” harmonies with simple triads, restrained and supportive, no gospel runs, no heavy reverb, Percussion is hand claps only, dry and imperfect, human feel, entering only during choruses with light emphasis on beats 2 and 4, Structure: intro solo male vocal almost spoken, verse lead vocal only, pre-chorus choir without claps, chorus with claps and subtle harmonies, second verse drops claps, repeat pre-chorus and chorus, bridge near-silence, final chorus restrained, outro claps fade and final line solo, Mood is reflect

V4.5-ALL

Morning light on the kitchen table Looking for my old glasses again Yesterday is somewhere behind me Like a song I can’t quite hum Every headline shouts too loudly Black and white with nothing in between Justice feels like something on sale In a window I don’t believe All the things I trusted once Sleeping quietly under dust Still this city lets me breathe Like it’s saying, “Stay if you must” Finding you feels like happiness No disguise left on my face Meeting you was not an accident It’s the shape that all my losses made Saying “I love you” sounds almost plain But now it’s the only truth I say All the dreams that didn’t make it Changed their names and came back home Like a stray that knows my doorstep Like it’s always known the road Family, work, and quiet duty Traded pieces of my sky Still I want to believe somehow I’m not completely saying goodbye Loneliness doesn’t scare me now Maybe I just know the sound Even now this subtle sadness Is the only thing that hangs around Finding you feels like happiness Even if the words are worn Meeting you was not an accident It’s belief that survived the storm Saying “I love you” weighs differently Than the heat we wore when we were young If I felt this way at twenty I would have called it slow and dull Stumbled over someone else Chasing something beautiful But after years of losing tempo There’s one small truth I finally learned: Forever isn’t made of fire— It’s made of days that just return Romance breaks so easily Reality just carries on But with you here beside me I don’t mind holding both along Finding you feels like happiness Even if the world was late Meeting you was not an accident It’s the proof I never learned to break Saying “I love you” is all that’s left The only song I keep this age Neon lights still imitate hope Like they always try to do I quietly just take your hand And that is enough of the truth

0/500