Lyrics
[Verse 1]
As we left through the cypress gate
My spirit box began to speak
It rattled low against my palm
Like rain on bone, like drawn-out grief
It said, if we spoke
He would have never came
So I kept my mouth
And let the night take blame
[Pre-Chorus]
Go on, it said
Don’t fold your hands
He was only a flame
In the reeds, in the sand
You were never meant
To stay in that room
So I looked at the road
And I walked with the moon
[Chorus]
Go with him and live your life
(Go with him)
Go with him and live your life
(And breathe again)
We’ll always be with you
(We’re in your blood)
Love us in the dark
Love us till dawn
[Verse 2]
At the edge of the marsh
I felt three small taps
Like soft little knocks
From the years in my lap
The box fell still
Then warmed in my hands
Like a house full of voices
And a field full of hands
It said, do not mourn
What you could not save
Carry us gently
Past the gate, past the grave
[Pre-Chorus]
Go on, it said
Don’t turn back now
We are stitched in the ivy
We are thorns on your brow
You were never alone
In the cold, in the roar
We were there in the room
Before he shut the door
[Chorus]
Go with him and live your life
(Go with him)
Go with him and live your life
(And breathe again)
We’ll always be with you
(We’re in your blood)
Love us in the dark
Love us till dawn
[Bridge]
So I kissed the latch
And I let it go
The cypress bent low
Like it knew what I’d know
If love ever stays
It learns how to haunt
Not to hold you in place
But to teach you to want
[Final Chorus]
Go with him and live your life
(Go with him)
Go with him and live your life
(And breathe again)
We’ll always be with you
(We’re in your blood)
Love us in the dark
Love us till dawn
Go with him and live your life
(Go with him)
Love us in the dark
Love us till dawn
Details
GeneratedJul 20, 2026
Duration3:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
Gothic folk with female vocals, slow 6/8 sway, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, bowed cello, frame drum heartbeat, and a distant drone; verse stays sparse and intimate, pre-chorus opens with harmonies and rising low strings, chorus lands in a moonlit chant with doubled lead and soft group responses. Use reversed swells, wooden creaks, and a bell chime into each transition; mix is dark, earthy, and close-mic with a wide haunted bloom., folk
Credits
Prompt byWildBlaze806
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
female gothic folk as we left through the cypress gate my spirit box began to talk. It said if we spoke, he would have never came. Go with him and live your life ,we’ll always be with you. Love us
