Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I saw your face in the rain
Same scars, different name
You reached for mine through the glass
I caught air, you caught past
[Verse 2]
Every doorway stole a year
Every mile grew mean and clear
Still your pulse beat in my hand
Like a drum under sand
[Pre-Chorus]
We rise, then we split
Same flame, different fit
We ache from the same place
Two hearts, one lonely space
[Chorus]
We are one, we are far
(we are one, we are far)
Same blood under the scar
(same blood under the scar)
I feel you move through me
But I can't reach your skin
We are one, we are far
And the line keeps pulling in
[Verse 3]
Talk turns hard at the gate
Love arrives a little late
Hearts pass like coins in rain
Then the want comes back again
[Pre-Chorus]
We rise, then we split
Same flame, different fit
We ache from the same place
Two hearts, one lonely space
[Chorus]
We are one, we are far
(we are one, we are far)
Same blood under the scar
(same blood under the scar)
I feel you move through me
But I can't reach your skin
We are one, we are far
And the line keeps pulling in
[Bridge]
In this small cracked world
We circle, then we break
Hands full of each other
Still everything keeps its stake
If I call, will you answer?
If you call, I'll still try
'Cause even when we miss
We are not built to die
[Chorus]
We are one, we are far
(we are one, we are far)
Same blood under the scar
(same blood under the scar)
I feel you move through me
But I can't reach your skin
We are one, we are far
And the line keeps pulling in
Details
GeneratedJul 4, 2026
Duration4:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
Blues-rock in Drop D with a gritty swung stomp, hollow guitar bends, fiddle answering the vocal, and a pan flute threading the gaps; verse rides sparse guitar and muted kick, pre-chorus opens with rising fiddle and handclaps, chorus hits with gang vocal doubles and a ragged slide riff. Bridge strips to pan flute, bass, and a shaken snare before the final chorus. Raw close-mic lead, wide room spill, dusty and driving mix., blues
Credits
Prompt by
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CrystalJam101ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Drop D gritty blues pan flute and fiddle about how we are all connected but so very far apart one feels the other but out of reach to touch hearts pass and conflict engages in this simulation of life
