[INTRO – vinyl crackle, low thunder of baritone bass, faint scratch fx drifting like memory] [distorted blues guitar riff enters, swung and restrained] [scratch: slow drag… release… like someone rewinding a thought] You, standing there, alone. [ghost‑note snare taps, barely-there hi-hat swing] [slide guitar: soft, distant bend] Courtyard, nine o’clock at night. Impatient. Glancing at your wrist, hopeful, but deep inside you know. [scratch: a hesitant chirp, emotional, not rhythmic] Damp pavement smiling up at you. Music, laughter, cheering, but you can’t partake. [baritone bass: single low note, held with tape saturation] Loyal, to a fault. Unreciprocated, unappreciated. At the brink of giving up. [guitar riff tightens, muted chugs under the words] Blind to all around you; who all love you unconditionally. [scratch: soft backspin, like a sigh] You, standing there, alone. [drums pull back, room tone widens with plate reverb] Drizzle forming on your coat. Your footsteps, almost silent, devoid of confidence. [slide guitar: descending lick, rain‑like] Loyal, to a fault. Unreciprocated, unappreciated. Having started to give up. [snare ghost‑notes build tension] Blind to all around you; who all love you unconditionally. [scratch: two short stabs, emotional punctuation] Rain pouring down. Music, laughter, cheering, but you won’t partake anymore. [guitar riff opens up, more grit, more space] Loyal, to a fault. Stripped of your confidence. And now you’ve given up. [HALFTIME BREAKDOWN – drums drop to half speed, bass grows heavier] Still blind to all around you; who all love you unconditionally. [scratch: long, aching drag… release… like tearing a page] You standing there all alone. Alone. [guitar riff fades into tape hiss, vinyl crackle closing the scene]
