[Verse 1] You fold the paper moon above the sleeping room A porcelain bird turns slowly in its glass I keep your blue thread wound around my hand As quiet as the winter we outlast [Chorus] Carry me where the pale horizon bends Where every broken hour can start again I’ll find your voice beneath the turning sky And hold the moment open while we fly [Erhu Solo] [Instrumental: expressive solo erhu, sustained notes, dramatic bends and vibrato, subtle electronic ambience, building tension] [Verse 2] The old observatory keeps its brass doors shut Dust gathers softly on the star charts there You draw a river on the window with one finger And every distant province meets us here [Chorus] Carry me where the pale horizon bends Where every broken hour can start again I’ll find your voice beneath the turning sky And hold the moment open while we fly [Guzheng Solo] [Instrumental: virtuosic solo guzheng, rapid plucking, glissando sweeps, shimmering resonance, traditional Chinese melody fused with futuristic electronics, building intensity] [Verse 3] Your laugh is warm against the folded map The kettle clicks; the morning comes in slow I used to think that leaving meant forgetting Now I know what I can carry when I go [Chorus] Carry me where the pale horizon bends Where every broken hour can start again I’ll find your voice beneath the turning sky And hold the moment open while we fly [Dizi Solo] [Instrumental: virtuosic solo dizi flute, breathy expressive tone, rapid ornamentation, soaring Chinese melody, futuristic atmospheric synths, rapidly building tension] [Final Electric Guitar] [Instrumental: explosive distorted electric guitar takes over; aggressive strumming, powerful riffs, rapid lead runs, bends, slides, harmonics and feedback. Massive drums, bass, orchestra and synths build continuously. Guitar dominates until the end, finishing with one enormous sustained distorted chord and cinematic impact.]
