[Intro] [Warm Brass Section + soft synth pad] [Smooth Walking Bass] [Light Hi-Hat] (Yeah...) (Just let it play...) (StorytellerZ...) [Verse 1] [Relaxed Reggae Groove + warm organ/synth chords] Hush now, let the music play, We ain't chasing no charts today. If the world is cold, just close the door, We're gonna play this rhythm a little bit more. You upload a track, keep checking your phone, Wondering where all the numbers have flown. Take it easy, man, you'll lose your mind, The beat was sweet before you hit rewind. The labels want a hit, the suits want gold, But we just want a rhythm that touches the soul. [Pre-Chorus] [Horns swell + warm synth pad swell] [Harmony Vocals] So turn it up loud... Forget the mess we're in. It ain't the algorithm calling the tune... It's just where we begin. [Chorus] [Full Band, Bright warm Brass + rich layered harmonies] Play the music 'cause you feel it in your soul, Not for the numbers, not for the gold! Turn it up high, put a smile on your face, This is our time, yeah, this is our place. Play the music, let the good times roll, The rest will follow if you let it go. (Let it go...) [Instrumental Break] [Smooth Saxophone Solo + warm synth layers] [Deep Dubby Bassline] [Verse 2] [Rhythmic Guitar Skank (lighter) + warm synth chords] Play a little reggae, a little bit of rap, Throw the old blueprint right off the map. Sometimes you fly, sometimes you fall, But it really doesn't matter at all. You got nothing to prove, just leave your mark, Light up a fire right here in the dark. Let the critics talk, let them have their say, We'll keep on skanking the night away. Lift each other up, don't drag 'em down, That's the only way we wear the crown. [Bridge] [Stripped back, Bass + Drums + warm deep synth pad] [Reverb on Vocals] If you love the sound, let it be known... You don't have to walk this road alone. (Never alone) We're all sailing on the same old sea, So lift me up, and I'll lift thee. Music grows when you share the vibe, Keeping the StorytellerZ alive. [Final Chorus] [Maximum Warmth, Full Brass + thick layered harmonies + warm synths] Play the music 'cause you feel it in your soul, Not for the numbers, not for the gold! Turn it up high, put a smile on your face, This is our time, yeah, this is our place. Play the music, let the good times roll, The rest will follow if you let it go. (Yeah, let it go...) [Outro] [Fading warm brass and synth pads] No platinum records. No shiny prize. Just a sweet, sweet rhythm. STTZ forever.
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