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Beyond The Obvious

by Ricardo Zaccharias

AI-generated Pop song · 4:19 · 5 plays · 1 likes

Lyrics

[Verse 1 — Intimate, smoky, conversational]

I burned my wings before they learned to fly
Turned every feather to an alibi
Some wounds were mine, some wore another's name
I built a shield and taught it how to take the blame

I drew a map of every dream I'd known
Then watched the roads lead nowhere I could call my own
And somewhere in the silence, faint but clear
A room was waiting, though I'd never been there

[Pre-Chorus — Subtle tension, rising strings]

Perhaps I wasn't lost
Perhaps I couldn't see
The difference between a prison
And the place that shelters me

[Chorus — Melodic, expansive, deceptively luminous]

I walk in like I belong here
Though I can't remember why
I look beyond the obvious
And something looks me in the eye

The walls are standing where they stood
The shadows haven't disappeared
Perhaps the world was never changing
Perhaps I simply wasn't here

[Verse 2 — More rhythmic, quietly theatrical]

The room was dressed in memories of me
A life arranged for everyone to see
The windows faced the years I couldn't save
The mirrors smiled, but something looked away

I thought a different light would make it clear
Instead, it only brought the darkness near
And every familiar face I knew
Looked almost right, but never quite came through

[Instrumental Interlude — Virtuosic piano, expressive strings, wordless vocalise]

Look again...
Look again...

[Bridge — Waltz-like movement, increasingly uneasy]

I wanted answers dressed in gold
A little truth I could afford to hold
But every door reveals another wall
And every time I rise, I hear the ballroom call

[Final Chorus — Festive orchestral swell, vocal restraint]

I walk in like I belong here
Though I can't remember why
I look beyond the obvious
And something looks me in the eye

I didn't find the life I wanted
Just its shadow dressed in light
And somewhere underneath the ashes
Something stirs, but not enough to fly

[Outro — Near-spoken, almost unaccompanied]

The world hasn't changed.

Or perhaps it has.

I can no longer tell.

Somewhere beyond the obvious...

Someone knows I'm here.

End — Unresolved, no triumphant cadence

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