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[Intro – sparse reverb-drenched clean guitar, distant wind hum] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – soft restrained vocals, gentle snare shuffle] I’ve been counting frost lines on the window pane Mapping cracks where the quiet stays You talk in static, I reply in rain Two compasses pointing different ways [Pre-Chorus – subtle bassline enters, faint organ swell] The clock’s been ticking off-beat for years I’ve been learning to breathe through the gears Waiting for the signal, the unspoken cue That the ground beneath us is finally due [Chorus 1 – layered rhythm guitar, steady kick drum] I’m ready for the thaw, ready for the shift Let the dead leaves burn, let the current lift We’re ships in the same storm, different constellations Holding onto anchors in separate stations [Post-Chorus – wordless vocal hum, swirling guitar feedback] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 2 – slightly more urgent vocals, added tambourine] I found your old scarf tangled in the oak Frayed edges where the cold broke You left a note in a language I don’t know A half-drawn map to a road I won’t go [Pre-Chorus 2 – louder bass, rising organ tension] The walls have been leaning since the last big storm I’ve been patching holes where the light was born I know the silence is about to split I’ve been sharpening the words I won’t spit [Chorus 2 – distorted rhythm guitar, heavier drum beat] I’m ready for the crack, ready for the fall Let the sky split open, let the walls recall We’re birds in the same cage, different migrations Singing the same song in different nations [Bridge – stripped back to clean guitar and vocals, fragile tension] The river’s gonna carry what the earth won’t keep The stars are gonna rewrite what the night won’t sleep I’m not gonna beg you to stay or to go I’m just gonna let the old roots grow [Solo – soaring distorted guitar lead, building drum intensity] (Instrumental Solo) [Final Chorus – full band, maximum distortion, driving drums] I’m ready for the thaw, ready for the end Let the ice break under, let the truth descend We’re fires in the same dark, different embers Burning out the lies we’ve been remembering [Outro – fading distorted guitar, soft clean guitar arpeggio, distant wind] The frost lines are melting on the window pane The quiet’s finally ready to change