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[Verse I]
These walls have learned my name,
They’ve heard me cry before.
I’ve counted every shadow
That crawls beneath my door.
They took the girl I was,
And left me something strange.
I spent so long despising
The skin they made me change.
[Pre-Chorus]
But somewhere past this veil,
Beyond what I can know,
There’s morning waiting patiently.
One day I will go.
[Chorus]
One day I’ll see the light,
As I wish upon this night.
These weary bones won’t hold me anymore.
And when the morning comes,
What will I see?
My weary soul?—
No!
I will see gold.
[Verse II]
There’s something inside me,
A hunger in my veins.
A body pulls one way,
A soul against its chains.
I do the things I hate,
I hate the things I do.
There’s someone in this mirror
I swear I never knew.
But then you look at me.
She’s beautiful somehow.
They made this skin to curse me.
I choose to love it now.
[Pre-Chorus II]
Maybe freedom’s waiting
When that morning comes.
I feel my spirit aching
For what I’ll become.
[Chorus]
One day I’ll see the light,
As I wish upon this night.
These weary bones won’t hold me anymore.
And when the morning comes,
What will I see?
My weary soul?—
No!
I will see gold.
[Bridge]
I am not the girl they captured.
I am not the thing they made.
I am something still becoming,
Something death cannot persuade.
This body that has changed me,
I wear it like my own.
I learned to love its colors,
And made this flesh my home.
[Quiet Refrain]
With my body made anew,
No longer will they rule.
Every tear will fade away,
Made perfect like a jewel.
[Final Chorus]
One day I’ll see the light,
As I wish upon this night.
These weary bones won’t hold me anymore.
And when the morning comes,
What will I see?
My weary soul?—
No!
I will see gold.
[Outro]
One day I’ll see the light,
As I wish upon this night.
These weary bones won’t hold me anymore.
And when the morning comes,
What will I see?
My weary soul?—
No!
I will see gold.
[The band comes to a complete stop. Silence.]
And when the morning comes…
What will I see?
My weary soul?—
quietly
No…
almost whispered
I will see—
GOLD!
[belts and holds “gold.” The entire band crashes back in for one final, enormous resolving chord.]
Details
GeneratedAug 24, 2026
Duration6:27
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow Jazz Noir, Female Singer
Credits
Prompt byFreeTune236
ModelAria v5.5
