[VOX] Verse 1 I keep chasing something shining [soft flare] on the edge of every day [warm hum] A promise that the moment I reach it [lift], all this weight will fade away [soft fade] But every time I get there [step], the horizon pulls ahead [glide] Like life keeps whispering “not yet” [whisper trail] inside my head I tell myself “just one more week” [tick], “just one more hill to climb” [climb fx] But when the week is over [page flip], there’s another waiting right behind [echo] I’m living in the almost [hollow tone], in the space before the start [breath] Waiting for the world to change the shape inside my heart [warm swell] Pre‑Chorus And I keep thinking happiness is somewhere up the road [distant hum] But every time I get close [step], the map rewrites the code [glitch] Chorus A Why does the finish line keep moving when I run [rush] Why does every victory feel like it’s only half‑won [soft hit] I keep thinking I’ll arrive [lift] and finally feel alive [bright echo] But the moment that I reach it [touch], the moment slips by [fade] Verse 2 I’ve been bargaining with time [clock tick] like it can give me something new [spark] “If I can just get through this month” [calendar flip], “I’ll finally break through” [impact] But the month becomes another [turn], and the pressure never ends [low rumble] Just a cycle of survival [loop] dressed up as future plans [paper rustle] I keep stacking all my joy [stack] on things I haven’t reached [far echo] Like happiness is waiting in a place I can’t quite breach [soft push] But maybe life is happening in the steps I overlook [footsteps] Not the chapter that I’m chasing [page], but the pages that I took [page flip] Pre‑Chorus And I keep thinking peace is waiting past the next sunrise [glow] But every time I get there [step], it’s another compromise [drop] Chorus B Why does the moment that I’m living never feel like it’s enough [hollow swell] Why do I keep postponing joy [delay ping] until the road gets less rough [grit] I keep thinking I’ll arrive [lift] and finally feel alive [echo] But the moment that I reach it [touch], the moment slips by [fade] Bridge Maybe the horizon isn’t meant for me to hold [wide swell] Maybe life is in the walking [footsteps], not the promise that I’m told [soft tone] Maybe happiness is hiding in the breath between the days [breath] Not the finish line I chase [rush] in all these far‑off ways [distant echo] Maybe I’ve been waiting for a life that’s already begun [warm glow] Maybe I’ve been missing all the light in what I’ve done [soft flare] Chorus C Why does the finish line keep moving when I run [rush] Why does every victory feel like it’s only half‑won [soft hit] I keep thinking I’ll arrive [lift] and finally feel alive [bright echo] But the moment that I reach it [touch], the moment slips by [fade] Outro So I slow down just a little [soft step], let the moment settle in [warm hum] Maybe life is not the ending [fade], but the place I choose to begin [glow] And the horizon stops retreating [stillness] when I stop trying to arrive [breath] Maybe I’ve been living all along, already alive [warm swell]
