Breath Between Blades

[Verse 1]
Tea steam curls
over cracked old stone
Scar on my knuckles
soft on the bowl
Calloused hands shake
for a moment
Then still as the mountain
I sit, and I know
[Chorus]
Breath between blades
heart on a thread
Silent as snow
loud in my head
I walk on the edge
of fury and grace
Balanced in battle
empty in space (hey)
[Verse 2]
Dust on my robe
from a hundred roads
Ink-smeared sutra
folded in my coat
Rage in my ribs
wants to run wild
I bow to the river
and it runs cold
[Chorus]
Breath between blades
heart on a thread
Silent as snow
loud in my head
I walk on the edge
of fury and grace
Balanced in battle
empty in space (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
Every strike
a question asked
Every breath
an answered task
If I break
I learn the form
If I bend
I ride the storm
[Chorus]
Breath between blades
heart on a thread
Silent as snow
loud in my head
I walk on the edge
of fury and grace
Balanced in battle
empty in space

Airy East-Asian fusion with guzheng, dizi, and warm pads over a steady, meditative groove; male vocals gliding on a calm, focused topline. Verses stay sparse and intimate, chorus swells with wide reverb, stacked chants, and deep drums that bloom then fade, riding a subtle rise-and-fall like controlled breathing., harmony