[Verse 1] Night is a ladder laid over black seas, I count every rung, learn how it breathes. Helmet of silence, visor of stars, tether like a promise stitched to my heart. I’ve seen bright questions swallow the brave, I name my anchor before I’m amazed. Curiosity’s a gorgeous slope— I tie my rope, I tie my rope. [Pre-Chorus] Hand over hand, feel the pull, feel the give; risk is a place, not a way that we live. [Chorus] Gaze into the Void— tie your rope. Carry your lifeline through the throat of hope. Gaze into the Void— tie your rope. Wonder is wider when you make it home. Gaze into the Void— tie your rope, tie your rope, tie your rope. [Post-Chorus Chop] tie your rope—tie your rope—tie your rope… [Verse 2] I chart the silence for hidden reefs, map where the gravity bends beneath. The dark has teeth, but the dark has law— I read its manners before I fall. A door in nothing, a breath held long, the line hums back like a distant song. I’m not afraid of the cosmic slope— I’m taught by rope, I’m kept by rope. [Pre-Chorus] Count to five as the stars lean near; clip to the heartbeat, quiet the fear. [Chorus] Gaze into the Void— tie your rope. Carry your lifeline through the throat of hope. Gaze into the Void— tie your rope. Wonder is wider when you make it home. Gaze into the Void— tie your rope, tie your rope, tie your rope. [Bridge] (ooh-stack swells; brushed kit softens) I’m not the fall—I’m the path back up, not the drift—I’m the faithful tug. Give the night a name and a length to hold; love is the knot that won’t let go. [Drop / Instrumental Lift] (rope/fiber foley; airy pads bloom; guitar harmonics sparkle like satellites) [Chorus – Lift] Gaze into the Void— tie your rope. Carry your lifeline through the throat of hope. Gaze into the Void— tie your rope. Bring what you found when you cross to shore. Gaze into the Void— tie your rope, tie your rope, tie your rope. [Post-Chorus Chop – Extended] tie your rope—tie your rope—tie your rope… (distant oohs) [Outro] Hand on the tether, eyes on the blue, space in my chest big enough for truth. I go because I promise to cope— I come back singing, tied by rope. (heartbeat kick… soft rope swish… night fade)
