It Ends With Me

tribal trip hop, mystic tribal trip hop, ancient modern fusion

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[Pre-Chorus]
But the child in the garden kept breathing,
hands full of petals and truth.
She waited all these years for me —
the woman I’d become
to come back for her,
to come back for us two.

[Chorus]
It ends with me.
I am the break in the chain,
the ember that refuses to fade.
I am the daughter who walks away,
the mother who finally stays.
I am the first heartbeat in my line
to choose myself and call it divine.
It ends with me —
and so we rise.

[Verse 2]
My body learned the art of giving
until even my bones went still.
I poured my light into empty hands
hoping love would fill
what shadow never will.
And in the fever’s burning mirror
I saw the pattern clear:
the trickster wearing longing’s mask,
the wounded echo calling back,
the generational fear.

[Pre-Chorus]
But the girl beneath the window
whispered, “This time, we go.”
And I felt her small hand in mine —
not trembling now, but sure.
We step across the threshold,
together, healed and pure.

[Bridge]
To every woman made of starlight,
to every child who waited in the dark:
your worth was never measured
by the ones who couldn’t choose you.
Your strength was never absence.
Your leaving is a spark
that sets the lineage free.
Listen — hear them breathe.
Your ancestors exhale
when you finally believe:
You were never meant to bleed
to be loved.
You were meant to rise.

[Final Chorus]
It ends with me.
With this breath, I break the spell.
With this love, I free myself.
With this vow, I change the world I’m from —
for every daughter yet to come.
I am the turning of the wheel,
the one who learns to finally heal.
It ends with me —
and from this ending,
we rise.

[Outro (Spoken / Whispered)]
You are chosen.
You are safe.
You are the one your lineage
has been waiting for.

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[Verse 1] I was born from women who learned to stay in houses made of shaking bones. They carried storms beneath their ribs, and called it love, and called it home. I watched my mother choose a fire over freedom’s trembling door. And the little girl I used to be asked, “Why won’t we run?” but she could not anymore. [Pre-Chorus] But the child in the garden kept breathing, hands full of petals and truth. She waited all these years for me — the woman I’d become to come back for her, to come back for us two. [Chorus] It ends with me. I am the break in the chain, the ember that refuses to fade. I am the daughter who walks away, the mother who finally stays. I am the first heartbeat in my line to choose myself and call it divine. It ends with me — and so we rise. [Verse 2] My body learned the art of giving until even my bones went still. I poured my light into empty hands hoping love would fill what shadow never will. And in the fever’s burning mirror I saw the pattern clear: the trickster wearing longing’s mask, the wounded echo calling back, the generational fear. [Pre-Chorus] But the girl beneath the window whispered, “This time, we go.” And I felt her small hand in mine — not trembling now, but sure. We step across the threshold, together, healed and pure. [Chorus] It ends with me. I am the break in the chain, the ember that refuses to fade. I am the daughter who walks away, the mother who finally stays. I am the first heartbeat in my line to choose myself and call it divine. It ends with me — and so we rise. [Bridge] To every woman made of starlight, to every child who waited in the dark: your worth was never measured by the ones who couldn’t choose you. Your strength was never absence. Your leaving is a spark that sets the lineage free. Listen — hear them breathe. Your ancestors exhale when you finally believe: You were never meant to bleed to be loved. You were meant to rise. [Final Chorus] It ends with me. With this breath, I break the spell. With this love, I free myself. With this vow, I change the world I’m from — for every daughter yet to come. I am the turning of the wheel, the one who learns to finally heal. It ends with me — and from this ending, we rise. [Outro (Spoken / Whispered)] You are chosen. You are safe. You are the one your lineage has been waiting for.

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