[Intro] [Spoken, British Female, dry, precise, articulate whisper] It’s quiet... but the ache still hums. [Verse 1] [Vocal: Solo British Female, intimate, light, clear mezzo-soprano] I’ve written every line in shadow, But the ink just turns to grey. Every heartbeat’s just an echo, Of the words I couldn’t say. [Chorus 1] [Vocal: Sweet, melodic resonance, lifting in pitch. Add: Light rhythmic strings/snaps.] When the words don’t bleed, they burn instead, Trapped inside the space I fed. Silence cuts like feedback’s edge, Love’s a ghost that won’t be led. [Verse 2] [Vocal: Playful but bittersweet, conversational phrasing] I keep my voice beneath the wires, Let the static hide the tears. Every melody expires, Beneath the weight of all these years. [Bridge] [Crescendo: Instrumental swell—strings or brass. Vocal: Expressive, soaring harmonies.] Do you hear me? I’m breaking through the static... I’m finding the air... Do you hear me breaking through? [Chorus 2] [Vocal: Full-throated crystalline belt, layered "ooh" harmonies, joyful but aching] When the words don’t bleed, they scream instead, In the quiet where I’ve bled. Echoes crash where we once stood, Nothing pure stays understood. [Outro] [Vocal: Gentle, fading, playful melodic trill] If I could speak again... (If I could speak) I’d let the silence sing. [Final instrumental flourish: Music-box or acoustic pluck] [End]
