

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Kids’ shoes by the door Cold coffee on the counter There’s laundry like a mountain In the middle of the room You’re breathing in fragments Half a heart in every hallway Counting all the “have to”s Till the day feels doomed [Chorus] Then the storm witch on the corner Lays her cards out in the rain Says, “You’re not here just to endure it You can bless your own name” Candles for the chaos Salt along the floor You turn your overwhelm to power You’re not drowning anymore [Verse 2] Night falls, sink still shining With dishes stacked like armor You circle round the kitchen Whisper, “This is holy ground” Moonlight on the window Over chalk marks on the tiles You stir a little sugar Till the curse of rush unwinds [Chorus] ’Cause the storm witch on the corner Taught you how to call it in Every breath a tiny altar Every bruise a place to mend Smoke across the ceiling Water on the door You turn your exhaustion into laughter You’re not breaking like before [Bridge] Cards on the table Past, present, future You ask, “Will I ever feel light again?” She smiles, “You are the spell You are the circle Say your name, and start at the end” [Chorus] Now you’re the storm witch on the corner Bare feet on the kitchen tile Kids asleep, the house still humming And your chest wide as the sky Honey on your heartbeat Rain along the roof You turned your heavy life to wonder Every breath a living proof (oh-oh) Every breath a living proof
Tags
Warm indie folk with subtle occult shimmer; fingerpicked acoustic guitar, brushed snare, and airy pads. Verses stay intimate, close-mic female vocals; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies, tambourine, and gentle floor toms. Bridge brings a hushed, reverent lift with bowed strings and distant choral ooohs before a final, bright chorus release.
3:19
No
4/18/2026