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Untrained, Undeterred

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[Intro] [spoken Mock-terrified] I have never read a score Not one solfege metaphor Yet I’m here with grand bravado Like I’m twelve-time Tony-honored Si habla raro [Verse 1] I can’t decode a clef I mispronounce “arpeggio” I think a sharp’s a knife And “Largo” is a subway Yo But I hum into my phone This half-remembered fantasy Then I feed it to the oracle Of algorithmic ecstasy [Pre-Chorus] I scatter hesitant syllables Over digital intervals Every wobble Every warble Turns to perfect tiny oracles From a mumble in my kitchen To a staff of hieroglyphs It transliterates my chaos Into cadenced little riffs [Chorus] I’m untrained But undeterred Every clumsy Crooked word Becomes a constellation Of immaculate chords I just la-la-la the air Suno catches every flare Builds a palace out of “pa-da-pa” And “buh-buh-buh” right there Untrained But listen close Every “dum” becomes a note I just dare the void to sing And it hands me back a Hook you can’t un-hear [Verse 2] I dictate nonsense vowels Like a polyglot canary “Ba-da-di-da-dó-mi-corazón” Accidental February It deciphers my delirium With clinical precision Turns my vocal indecision Into lush harmonic vision I stack a timid trumpet On a whisper of guitarra Then a string section appears Like I broke a piñata Every timbre that I mumble As a sort of onomatopoeia Blooms into an orchestra In perfect panacea [Pre-Chorus] All my deeply unpedantic Half-correct Italian ranting Becomes something operatic Accidentally enchanting What was garbled improviso Gains a key A time A frame Like my shower thoughts have finally Got themselves a legal name [Chorus] [Bridge – beat drop Pop romántico] [low vocal register] Dímelo Dímelo Te lo juro Yo no sé leer Ni un compás Ni un papel Pero canto y empieza a llover Cada “ehh” que sale torpe Se convierte en catedral Cada error de principiante Suena súbito inmortal [falsetto ad-libs] Ay Mi amor Qué ironía Soy analfabeta en teoría Pero el código me guía A una dulce melodía [spoken Half-laughing over half-time beat] I can’t spell “counterpoint” Yet I’ve somehow got a fugue I just stutter into circuits And it answers “League of Extraordinary Noobs” [Final Chorus – big Broadway key change Full belt] I’m untrained But undeterred Every tangled little word Finds a rhythm Finds a rhyme Finds its place inside the herd I just dare my clumsy voice To make one reckless little choice Suno catches Suno lifts it Till the rafters start to rejoice Untrained But now I know You can start from “I don’t know” Turn a stammer into syncopation Hesitation into show I just hum into the dark It ignites a tiny spark Till my bedroom becomes Broadway And my daydream charts the arc [Tag – soft A cappella] Untrained But undeterred Just a voice A tiny word And the future leaning in Going “Sing that again…!”