

Prompt / Lyrics
[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
Tags
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
4:37
No
1/25/2026