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Silver Stones

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[Verse 1] [muffled synth pad, lo-fi drums, intimate vocals] Down where the smog hangs thick and low Crowds gather, breathe the poison air Watch every pure thing lose its glow When greed gets tangled in their hair [Pre-Chorus] [building layers, filter sweep, growing intensity] But I've been climbing past their reach Through stinging fog and hollow talk Learning what the heights can teach— How to breathe, how to walk [Chorus] [full arrangement, soaring multi-tracked vocals] Up here the sky breaks open wide No footprints mark these silver stones The wind sings secrets I can't hide And I can finally call this home [Verse 2] [cleaner production, confident delivery] Used to think I'd drown below In all their grasping, desperate hands Now I watch them steal and throw Beauty that never really lands [Pre-Chorus] [building layers, filter sweep, anticipation] But I've been climbing past their reach Through stinging fog and hollow talk Learning what the heights can teach— How to breathe, how to walk [Chorus] [full arrangement, soaring vocals] Up here the sky breaks open wide No footprints mark these silver stones The wind sings secrets I can't hide And I can finally call this home [Bridge] [atmospheric minimal, whispered confession] Ten thousand feet above the noise I taste the gold that's in the air Nobody else can hear this voice— It calls me higher... if I dare [Final Chorus] [expanded arrangement, layered harmonies, triumphant] Up here the sky breaks open wide No footprints mark these silver stones The wind sings secrets I can't hide And I can finally call this home Way up here where eagles soar I've found the place I'm meant to be The summit opens up once more— Shows me what it means... to breathe free