///*****/// [intro] [acoustic piano arpeggio] [small room acoustics] [breath detail] [verse 1] [intimate male vocal] [close microphone] The water whispers between the worlds, A blue thread running through the centuries. It carries the voices of those who came before, The silences we never learned to translate. I walk along the edge of its memory, Every wave tells me another story, A secret slipping beneath my skin, A legacy I never chose. [pre-chorus] [crescendo] [subtle strings enter] [natural dynamics] And I can feel the dimensions Bending like sheets soaked in rain, The boundaries slowly dissolving In a breath that I recognize. The water speaks to me, And I am no longer afraid of what it keeps. [chorus] [soaring tenor vocal] [emotional belting] [cinematic strings] [wide dynamic range] Walking on water, Is standing tall upon the invisible. It is reading the memories Without letting them pull me under. Walking on water, Is learning to embrace the impossible, Is touching the truth Without letting it devour me. [verse 2] [piano and soft breath] [proximity effect] It knows everything I've forgotten, The gestures passed down without words, The wounds that travel From one generation to the next. The water is the bridge, The patient guardian, It looks at me as if it already knows That I am ready to understand. [pre-chorus] [emotional build] [fret squeak and finger movement details] And I can feel the shadows Dissolving into my veins, The ancient fears Searching for a way out. I breathe, And the water lets me pass. [chorus] [powerful tenor voice] [full emotional delivery] [orchestral swell] Walking on water, Is standing tall upon the invisible. It is reading the memories Without letting them pull me under. Walking on water, Is learning to embrace the impossible, Is touching the truth Without letting it devour me. [bridge] [dramatic tension] [vocal grit] [intense phrasing] I cross through dimensions The way you walk through a memory. The water opens its doors, And I become what I never dared to be. A being standing tall Upon the memory of the world. [outro] [piano fade out] [room tone] [breath detail] Walking on water... Is finally walking into myself.
