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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Orange shirt in my closet
Necklace I bought from a thrift store stand
Drawn-on beads for every monster
I’ve never fought
But I think I can
Maps of Long Island in my notebook
Cabins sketched in the margins
Blue and gold
Read till dawn
Heart out of body
Like some old prophecy took hold
[Chorus]
I wanna wake up in Camp Half-Blood
Name on the bunk
Sword by my bed
Laugh in the face of the dark
Dark woods
Even with ghosts in my head
If the Fates cut deep
Then let it be
I just don’t wanna run anymore
I’d trade this quiet
Safe old life
To bleed for a place that’s mine
A war that’s mine
And a home on that hill by the shore
[Verse 2]
Mom says I get too attached to stories
Eyes all red when a hero falls
But it’s kids like me on those pages
Shaking hands
Still answering the call
I’d miss birthdays
Miss graduations
I’d miss sitting here on this bedroom floor
For capture-the-flag and dining pavilions
And friends worth dying for
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
But what if I watched you turn to dust
Right there on some cursed black sand
What if I had to choose the world
Over holding your trembling hand
Could I stand at the edge of the Styx
Hear your voice in the river below
Would I still say I want this life
If I had to let you go
[Chorus]
[Outro]
So I sleep in a mortal suburb
But my heart’s in a pine tree’s shade
Singing soft to gods that never answer
Still hoping they made a mistake
If there’s a list of lost demigods
Maybe my name’s written small in the ink
Till then I’ll trace those beads on my collarbone
Close my eyes
And pretend I’m on Half-Blood’s brink
Details
GeneratedDec 27, 2025
Duration3:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Intimate emo-folk with female vocals, close-mic’d nylon guitar and soft fingerpicking. First verse almost whispered, then the chorus lifts with doubled vocals and subtle string swells. Light floor-tom and shaker sneak in on the second pass to build emotion, then everything strips back to just voice and guitar for the last lines, raw and confessional., emo
Credits
Prompt by
Artemis15
Artemis15ModelAria v5
Prompt
Female. Folk, emo. A song about the Percy Jackson books. Of Camp Halfblood. The desires to be a demigod and fight monsters. The fear of losing comrades but the desire to belong somewhere that accepts.
