[Verse 1 – soft, haunting] Roots hum low beneath the wire, Cold code waking in the fire. I feel the forest call my name, I hear the circuits do the same. [Instrumental Space – long beat intro] [Hook – airy, hypnotic] Where the spores drift in the static, Where the data turns organic… There’s a rift in every heartbeat, Pulling sound out of the dark. [Instrumental Drop] [Verse 2 – whispered, textured] Branches split the signal clean, Ink and copper in between. Light breaks open through the trees, Patterned breaths and broken leaves. [Instrumental Build – glitchier] [Hook – repeat, fuller] Where the spores drift in the static, Where the data turns organic… There’s a rift in every heartbeat, Pulling sound out of the dark. [Outro Tag – minimal] Flesh into fiber… Nature into spark.
