[Intro] (Single, rhythmic piano notes. Plenty of reverb. Long pauses between strikes.) [Verse 1] The hearth is cold, the wick is clipped. I’ve felt the way the tether slipped. A steady hand to cut the line, To claim the stillness that is mine. [Chorus] If I detach, the weight will rise. A hollow glass behind the eyes. No pulse to race, no skin to burn, To the quiet stone, I now return. [Verse 2] The room is white, the air is thin. I’m locking all the windows in. What used to ache is turning grey, I’ll wash the frantic red away. [Bridge] (Piano slows down further. A single, low violin note enters, swelling slowly then fading.) Unbound. Unfelt. The ice won't melt. The sharpest edge is blunt at last, A future built without a past. [Chorus] If I detach, the weight will rise. A hollow glass behind the eyes. No pulse to race, no skin to burn, To the quiet stone, I now return. [Outro] (Whispered vocals) No longer hurt. No longer here. (Violin trails off into silence. Final single piano note.) [End]
