--- [Verse 1] Some days I’m threaded to the heavens, gold light humming through my bones. I drink the river at its source, each drop a truth I’ve always known. But the current slips, the hands let go, and I’m back in the quiet shell, hearing echoes of a song I can’t quite catch or keep to dwell. [Chorus] I’m a tide between the sacred and the hollow, rising into fullness, then receding into ache. I’ve seen the fire, felt the roots that hold the cosmos but I keep waking in a body I can’t make stay awake. [Verse 2] It’s like breathing in a dream just enough to taste the dawn, but the wind turns cold, and the pulse of God is gone. Still, I keep my hands open, for those moments when the veil grows thin, and the light pours through like a promise, pulling me back to where I’ve been. [Chorus] I’m a tide between the sacred and the hollow, rising into fullness, then receding into ache. I’ve seen the fire, felt the roots that hold the cosmos but I keep waking in a body I can’t make stay awake. [Bridge] One day I’ll anchor in that ocean, root my soul where the current never dies. No more slipping from the heartbeat that turns the earth and lights the skies. [Outro] Till then I’m walking with the echo, half a ghost and half divine, chasing glimmers through the shadow, till the whole of it is mine. ---
