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)

Space-Opera, nu-rock drums, space wave, female soprano Montserrat, male baritone, Orchestra, Choir