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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Glory in a whisper
Breath on my shoulder
Soft and small
Light in the middle of the madness
Shining like it don’t need proof at all
Love in her Sunday best
Walking
Bare feet in the sacred dust
Lifts up the moment like a medal
Leaves every crown back in the rust
[Chorus]
Quiet thunder in my soul (quiet thunder)
Rolling gentle through my chest
Light that needs no witness
Still it makes my darkness rest
Love wearing her Sunday dress
Heart that crowns the moment
Not himself
Unseen smile from the eternal
Reaching through my ribs for help
[Verse 2]
I was chasing every echo
Loud rooms where the noise felt safe
But You hid in a shy little chuckle
In the lines of an aging face
Glory in the dishes and the daylight
Hallelujah in the unpaid bills
Tiny spark in an unseen corner
Turning all this weight into a will
[Chorus]
Quiet thunder in my soul (oh, my soul)
Rolling gentle through my chest
Light that needs no witness
Still it makes my chaos rest
Love wearing her Sunday dress
Heart that crowns the moment
Not himself
Unseen smile from the eternal
Teaching me to love what’s left
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to bass and drums
Vocal rides the trancey groove]
I don’t need a stadium
Just this breath
Just this breath (hey)
Little grace on my tongue
Little fire in my chest
When I’m low
When I’m lesser
You’re the more I can’t pretend
Unseen smile from the eternal
Makes a nobody feel like a friend
[Chorus]
Quiet thunder in my soul (quiet thunder)
Rolling gentle through my chest
Light that needs no witness
Still it makes my heart confess
Love wearing her Sunday dress
Heart that crowns the moment
Not himself
Unseen smile from the eternal
Singing through the silence I kept
Details
GeneratedFeb 9, 2026
Duration4:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Trance-reggae groove at mid-tempo, pulsing sub and syncopated skank guitar over a warm organ bed. Male vocals, mellow but righteous, float with dubby delays. Chorus lifts with stacked harmonies and airy synth swells; bridge strips to bass and drums with reverb-drenched ad-libs, then everything blooms back in waves for a soft, lingering outro., light, trance, reggae
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683ModelAria v5
Prompt
glory is the souls quiet thunder in a whisper, light that needs no witness. love wearing her Sunday best, a heart that crowns the moment, not himself. an unseen smile from the eternal.
trance reggae
