Split

Verse 1
(Slow, distant)
There was a time before the names were given.
Before the light was sorted from the shade.
Now he walks through cities made of letters,
Each sign a wound where wholeness was unmade.
Pre-Chorus
Do you remember when the sea had no shore?
Do you remember what the silence was for?
Chorus
(Building, aching)
Hello… the fracture is complete.
The one became the many in the street.
Hello… the garden wall is high.
We learned the word for living when we learned the word goodbye.
Verse 2
(Sparse, hymnal)
She counts the hours in a house of clocks.
Each tick a border drawn across her skin.
The animals have all been given cages.
The fruit has learned the difference from the vine it trembles in.
Pre-Chorus
Can you recall the hum before the song?
Can you recall before the right and wrong?
Chorus
Hello… the naming never ends.
The stranger and the self no longer blend.
Hello… the mirror holds its frame.
We paid for sight by learning how to see our shame.
Bridge
(Near silence, then swelling)
This is the age of edges.
This is the time of between.
Every beloved and every exile
Scattered from the dream.
Verse 3
(Returning, weary but tender)
And still he walks. And still she counts the hours.
And still the children draw their lines in sand.
Somewhere beneath the weight of all this knowing,
The undivided waits with open hands.
Outro
(Fading, like a half-remembered thing)
Hello… hello…
Before the word, the breath.
Before the breath… the whole.

70’s, rock, surreal, psychedelic, comfortably numb, male voice