[Room ambience — lo-fi mono, slight hiss, chair scraping, someone laughing] [Female, half-singing, testing a melody] All things working on repeat... Pulling the gold from the... [Male, interrupting, laughing] Wait wait wait — say that again [Female, giggling] Pulling the gold from the concrete! [Male] Yeah yeah yeah — okay okay — Then I go like — What can they say, what can they bring — [Female laughing] No no — too many words — [Male] Okay okay shorter — What can they say — [Female, jumping in, singing it back warmer] What can they say — [Both, finding it together, overlapping, laughing between lines] What can they bring — If God is the one — Clearing the name — [Female, suddenly serious for a second, singing it properly] Nothing can separate Nothing can break — [Male, quietly] Yeah. That's it. That's the one. [Short silence. Room hiss.] [Female, softly] All things working on repeat... [Male joins, low harmony] Pulling the gold from the concrete... [Both together, loose and warm, no production, just voices in a room] No height, no depth, no past, no fear Can cut the connection that brought me here [Female laughs mid-line] [Male] You can't just laugh in the middle of it — [Female, still laughing] I know, I know — it's just — it actually works — [Male, smiling in his voice] It does work. [Beat. Room hiss. Someone sets down a cup.] [Female, quieter, almost to herself] Gold from the concrete. [Male, quieter still] Yeah. [Tape hiss fades slowly to silence]
