Mood (Depends on)

(Verse 1)

Not from the heart

But a wave taking hold

Beyond my part

Writing so I don't fold.

(Pre Chorus)

It depends on sound

It depends on light

As I walk this ground

With all my might

(Chorus)

It depends on the drift

The pull of the tide

The cold silent shift

Of the stars outside

I’m a signal in transit

A pulse in the dark

Searching for gravity

Waiting for a spark.

(Verse 2)

Oxygen low

The cabin is still

I move where the echoes

And the iron will

The nebula bleeds

A violet hue

I’m losing the "me"

To find the "you."

(Pre-Chorus)

It depends on sound

It depends on light

As I walk this ground

With all my might

(Chorus)

It depends on the feud

The pull of the tide

The cold silent mood

Of the stars outside

I’m a signal in transit

A pulse in the dark

Searching for gravity

Waiting for a spark.

(Bridge)

(Deep, distorted spoken word or slow chant)

Static...

Silence...

The void is a mirror...

The mood is the distance.

(Outro)

Lost in the orbit

Fading to black

It depends on the path

And if I’m coming back.

(Long, decaying synth note)