Slow Burn Turning

[Verse 1]
Got a suitcase full of almosts
Old plans in a coffee-stained book
Every page says “maybe tomorrow”
I’m tired of that look
Mirror shows the same old story
Rushed days
Late nights
Little sleep
Chasing every passing shadow
While my real dreams creep
[Chorus]
I want a slow burn turning
From the inside out
Wanna walk my own way
Not just circle my doubts
Gonna breathe
Gonna rise
Let the small things fall
I want a slow burn turning
’Til I feel it all (oh, feel it all)
[Verse 2]
I’ve been speeding through my moments
Like a train that never stops
Gold light on the kitchen counter
Still I’m staring at the clock
I want coffee with my conscience
Hear my heartbeat keep the time
Touch the ground with both feet steady
Leave my hurry behind
[Chorus]
I want a slow burn turning
From the inside out
Wanna walk my own way
Not just circle my doubts
Gonna breathe
Gonna rise
Let the small things fall
I want a slow burn turning
’Til I feel it all (yeah, feel it all)
[Bridge]
I won’t change in a thunderclap
I’ll change in quiet rooms
In every “no” that guards my peace
In every “yes” I choose
Step by step
I stake my claim
On this one wild heart of mine
Not chasing some distant someday
I’m here this time (I’m here this time)
[Chorus]
I want a slow burn turning
From the inside out
Wanna walk my own way
Not just circle my doubts
Gonna breathe
Gonna rise
Let the old fear fall
I want a slow burn turning
’Til I feel it all
Yeah
I want a slow burn turning
’Til I feel it all

rock, Blues-rock ballad with sultry female vocals; brushed drums and warm tube-amp guitar, tremolo chords in the verses, thicker overdriven riffs and organ swells in the chorus. Bass walks lazily in the pocket, then pushes forward on key lines. Intimate, close-mic vocal on the first verse; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a touch of reverb. Tasteful guitar fills respond to the vocal like a second voice., female vocals, blues