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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
On the church tower beam, I stayed
Grey dawn on my feathers, Sunday shade
Below me, the bakery wakes the block
Same old road, same old ticking clock
Kids with kites and cracked-up shoes
Men with hands full of busted news
I watched their faces pass like rain
I held the sky through joy and pain
[Pre-Chorus]
And I seen the cracks in the painted walls
The love in the choir, the cuts in the calls
I kept my eyes on the hidden roads
While the whole town slept on what I know
[Chorus]
I see what they don’t
I know what they won’t
High on the tower, I hold the ghost
I see what they don’t
I know what they won’t
Small town soul, but I see the most
[Verse 2]
Thirty long winters on that wood
Thunder hit hard, but I still stood
Saw the mayor lie with a Sunday grin
Saw the poor man rise, then fall again
Saw a girl leave town with a red-lined bag
Saw her come back with a split-heart tag
Saw the fields turn gold, then black, then bare
Saw old men pray to the empty air
[Pre-Chorus]
And the bells rang out, and the years rolled by
I learned every tear in every goodbye
I kept my wings where the truth runs low
Watching that town from the place below
[Chorus]
I see what they don’t
I know what they won’t
High on the tower, I hold the ghost
I see what they don’t
I know what they won’t
Small town soul, but I see the most
[Bridge]
If you ask me why I never left
It’s not for the roof or the weathered crest
It’s for the ones who can’t say out loud
The hurt in the pews, the shame in the crowd
I’m the eyes in the morning blue
I’m the witness when the week breaks through
And every secret the town confides
Lives in the old wood under my eyes
[Final Chorus]
I see what they don’t
I know what they won’t
High on the tower, I hold the ghost
I see what they don’t
I know what they won’t
Small town soul, but I see the most
I see what they don’t
I know what they won’t
Still on the tower, I hold the ghost
Details
GeneratedJun 20, 2026
Duration3:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
Cinematic emo-rap with half-time drums, deep sub bass, and swelling strings; verse rides sparse piano and distant toms, pre-chorus opens with filtered choir pads and rising percussion, chorus hits with wide sing-rap doubles and a chantable anchor. Vocal is close-mic and cracked in the verses, then stacked with ad-lib throws and unison hook layers. Use reversed swells into each section, bell chimes between lines, and a huge low-end lift on the chorus. Mix is wide, glossy, and emotional with punchy low-end, deep, rap, emotional
Credits
Prompt byMagicAnthem408
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Cinematic music, emotional rap, deep bass, singing about was the eagle in a small town see, that others dont, sitting on the curch tower theough the years. Hensees the story others dont
