

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] [violin crying softly Slow rubato] [breath in the room] [Verse 1] Ash in my coffee Cold in my bones Jacket on a nail Rooms full of ghosts Bills on the table Names I don't say Talking to the ceiling It looks away [Chorus] But I shake it off the dust From these tired shoes If this heart still hurts It can still be used I was down so far I could taste the rust Now I rise Not clean But I rise enough (yeah I rise enough) [Verse 2] Mirror in the hallway Won't meet my eyes Beard gone to silver Hands gone to lines But there's bread in the oven Smoke in the flue Neighbor's kid is laughing Leaking through [Chorus] So I shake it off the dust From these tired shoes If this heart still hurts It can still be used I was down so far I could taste the rust Now I rise Not clean But I rise enough (oh I rise enough) [Bridge] I bless the loss that spared me I bless the nights I cracked I kiss the hurt that dared me To take my own self back [Chorus] And I shake it off the dust From these tired shoes If this heart still hurts It can still be used I was down so far I could taste the rust Now I rise Not clean But I rise enough I was down so low Now I stand I trust I will break again But I'll rise enough (yeah I'll rise enough)
Tags
Sparse, haunted folk arrangement: solo violin weeping in free time, then settling into a slow, minor-key waltz on nylon-string guitar and upright bass. Male vocals in a gravelly, Leonard Cohen–style baritone, close-miked, almost spoken at first, gaining tremble and intensity as the story turns hopeful. Subtle organ pad blooms in the chorus, light brushed snare enters on the second pass to lift the energy. Final section strips back to violin and voice, a fragile but steady resolve., vocal, violin, sad, low
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No
2/17/2026