[Intro - Six Notes, One Pause] A, E, I... Then room for relation. [Verse 1] I learned the old line as a child, five open sounds across a page. Years later, sitting face to face, we found another way to name the space where one voice leaves a body, crosses air, and reaches through, not to conquer, not to copy, just to travel I to you. [Pre-Chorus - Two Voices] [Voice One] I keep my place. [Voice Two] I keep mine too. [Together] Now let the answer cross in view. [Chorus] A E I, R O U, I stay I and you stay you. R is not a chain or crown, it is a road we travel down. A E I, R O U, what crosses leaves a trace in view. Not a spell and not a proof, just a way from I to U. [Verse 2] You said a thing I heard as anger. I nearly answered from the bruise. Then I asked what you intended, and the room received the truth. Your meaning did not rule my feeling. My feeling did not name your aim. But once we held them both together, our next decision had to change. [Pre-Chorus] One sends a signal. One reads it through. The route is real when both can answer, and correction travels too. [Chorus] A E I, R O U, I stay I and you stay you. R is not a chain or crown, it is a road we travel down. A E I, R O U, what crosses leaves a trace in view. Not a spell and not a proof, just a way from I to U. [Bridge - The Honest Footnote] We made this map. The letters did not whisper it alone. A pattern can become a lantern without pretending it was stone. Use it when it helps you notice. Set it down when it is wrong. A living route survives correction. A hidden code would need a stronger song. [Final Chorus] A E I, R O U, now the line has carried two. I was changed by what you answered. You can name what changed in you. A E I, R O U, keep the boundary, keep the view. Let relation earn its letter every time it carries truth. [Outro] I. R. U. Line open.
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