The Drifter - Where winter knows my name

[Verse 1] The city pressed in close again, the noise beneath my skin. Days collapsed to empty rooms I never meant to live in. My heartbeat lost its rhythm when the world refused his name— So I packed my life in silence and followed what remained. [Pre-Chorus] The forest seemed to listen, still enough to hear me say “Riven… I’m still coming.” ⸻ [Chorus — add second vocal harmony / backing vocal layer] In the winter of the forest, I can almost breathe again. (backing harmony rises beneath the lead) The cold becomes a clearing, not a punishment or end. I walk until the quiet starts to pull me by his name— (second voice echoes “his name” softly) Here among the falling snow, I’m following his flame. (dual vocals on “following his flame”) ⸻ [Verse 2] The city never heard him, but the branches bow and bend. They move as if they recognize the name I try to defend. I hear him in the frozen stream, a tone the world ignored, And every step I take toward here pulls me closer to my boy. [Pre-Chorus] The forest doesn’t question if he’s lost or if he’s near— It only asks I listen. ⸻ [Chorus — harmony returns] In the winter of the forest, I can almost breathe again. (background harmony) The cold becomes a clearing, not a punishment or end. I walk until the quiet starts to pull me by his name— (harmony on “by his name”) Here among the falling snow, I’m following his flame. (layered chorus, wide and epic) ⸻ [Bridge] And day by day the borders blurred, the noise I knew turned thin. The wind began to shape his voice like breath upon my skin. And when the city disappeared like footprints in the snow, I knew the forest held the part of him I couldn’t let go. ⸻ [Final Chorus — strongest dual vocals] In the winter of the forest, I no longer walk alone— (harmonies swell, higher supporting line) A voice beneath the drifting white keeps calling me back home. I blend into the quiet as the old life loses flame— (two voices intertwine, wide arrangement) Here within the winter, even sorrow knows his name. (final dual-vocal lift) [Outro] And somewhere in this cold, Riven answered when I called.