Just Into the Morning

Do ya hear dat?…It’s GrizzlyJones…Say da name…Just Into the Morning…[Intro](74 BPM. Melancholic acoustic fingerpicking, slow dark minor chord progression, deep ambient cello pulse.)I met a tired man at the dead end of the street,No horns, no fire, no screaming souls beneath his feet.Just dirt underneath his nails and a coat older than sin,He looked me in the eyes and told me how the stories begin.[Verse 1](74 BPM. Gravelly close-mic lead vocal, steady low cello drone.)He said, "I don't make you evil, I just make it feel easy to fall,I look through the glowing windows and I simply wait for the call.I come dressed as comfort, as revenge, or the face of false hope,Giving you another tomorrow just so today you can't cope."And my hands started shaking as the temperature dropped in the place,Looking at the ancient sorrow carved straight into his face.[Pre-Chorus](Muted acoustic guitar chugs, sweeping string swells building emotional tension.)He said, "Hell isn't burning fire, it's the memory of what you crossed,It's knowing exactly what you had, and exactly what you lost."And as the first line of sunlight cut right through the dark tonight,I saw the king of the shadows look terrified of the light.Vocal Growl: (Yeah!) Break the illusionBECAUSE THE GREATEST TRICK HE EVER PLAYED ON OUR MIND!WAS CONVINCING US THAT CHOICE WAS SOMETHING WE COULDN'T FIND!HE DIDN'T VANISH INTO SMOKE, HE DIDN'T VANISH INTO FLAME!HE JUST WALKED INTO THE MORNING AS WE CALLED OUT HIS NAME!BUT THE DARKNESS IN YOUR SOUL IS SOMETHING YOU ALONE CAN CHANGE!BEYOND THE EMPTY STREET AND OUTSIDE THE LONELY RANGEI walked away from the lamp post, heard the old wooden chair creak.He whispered, "Tell them for me, some of the dark is yours to keep."And somewhere out in the city, someone decided not to send the text,Someone put down the bottle, refusing to see what happens next.[Chorus](74 BPM Drop. Maximum volume wall-of-sound rock guitars, high-register vocal screaming.)BECAUSE THE GREATEST TRICK HE EVER PLAYED ON OUR MIND!WAS CONVINCING US THAT CHOICE WAS SOMETHING WE COULDN'T FIND!HE DIDN'T VANISH INTO SMOKE, HE DIDN'T VANISH INTO FLAME!HE JUST WALKED INTO THE MORNING AS WE CALLED OUT HIS NAMEJust into the morning. Without a warning.You have the choice today. To walk the other way.(Final tired breath exhale: "Haaah".) Dead silence.