[Intro – distant / haunting, soft chest voice]
Oh…
I heard the earth crying underneath us
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[Verse 1 – poetic / intimate, warm low tone]
The sky wore smoke like a mourning veil
Birds flew low where the rivers failed
And we danced barefoot through the garden dust
Still pretending the world belonged to us
Your hands were stained with the summer rain
Mine carried all of the old names
We built our hope like a cathedral flame
Tall enough to forget our pain
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[Pre-Chorus – restrained emotion / airy tension]
But every empire cracks in silence
Every blossom bends to time
And every prayer left unanswered
Still echoes through the spine
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[Chorus – expansive / emotional belt with layered harmonies]
Oh, the weight of spring
How it blooms and breaks everything
How it teaches the heart to sing
While the world is trembling
And all our borrowed years
Fall like water through our hands
Still we love, still we stand
Like we were never meant to end
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[Verse 2 – storytelling / rich emotional tone]
There was thunder sleeping in the hills
A hunger no feast could ever fill
We drank from golden cups of grief
Called it faith just to find relief
You said, “Nothing holy stays untouched”
I felt that truth become too much
Because every beautiful thing we hold
Is already halfway turned to ghost
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[Pre-Chorus – rising intensity / fuller tone]
And every mother buries silence
Inside the marrow of her bones
While every child beneath the ashes
Still searches for a home
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[Chorus – stronger / cinematic, layered vocals]
Oh, the weight of spring
How it blooms and breaks everything
How it teaches the heart to sing
While the world is trembling
And all our borrowed years
Fall like water through our hands
Still we love, still we stand
Like we were never meant to end
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[Bridge – spoken-soft → explosive emotional rise]
Maybe we were never meant to keep forever
Maybe we were only meant to witness it
The briefness
The burning
The unbearable beauty of it
[Bridge – soaring / desperate belt]
But if the earth forgets our names
If the oceans wash away the saints
I hope some trace of us remains
Inside the flowers after rain
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[Final Chorus – huge / cathartic, choir-like harmonies]
Oh, the weight of spring
Every loss inside it sings
Every wound becomes a wing
When the light comes entering
And all our fleeting years
Shine like fire in the dark
Gone before they truly are
Still they live inside my heart
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[Outro – fragile / fading head voice]
Oh…
The earth was crying underneath us
And still we danced
Still we danced