[Slow Banjo Build-Up Intro: Haunting banjo melody, slow breathy percussive rhythm] [Verse 1] It’s not the words that preachers speak, It’s the flame beneath what makes us weak. Not the how, the when, the where, It’s the why that’s always there. [Chorus] Why we burn, why we cry, Truth is found where desires lie. Not the act, not the show, It’s the why that lets us grow. [Instrumental Break : Experimental plucking, light syncopation, intimate percussive taps] [Verse 2] It’s not the dance that stirs the soul, It’s the rhythm that makes us whole. Not the steps, not the song, It’s the why that pulls us along. [Chorus] Why we burn, why we cry, Truth is found where desires lie. Not the act, not the show, It’s the why that lets us grow. [Hypnotic Instrumental Outro : Banjo loops blending with subtle acoustic noises, fading into silence]