Out of the Dust

Do you hear that?It’s GrizzlyJones.Let’s listen….“Out of the Dust”(Intro)(A slow, somber acoustic guitar pattern begins, echoing with a hollow, resonant tone like footsteps in an empty room)(Verse 1)Surrounded by the dust of forgotten yearsSafe inside the history of foreign tearsBut a heavy numbness has settled in my bonesSince the last of my blood left me here all aloneThe clock strikes ten, the final chime rings outThe ceiling goes black, swallowing my doubtThe basement door slams with a sudden crackAnd the cold settles in, and there's no turning back.(Chorus)But the dark only holds what you give it to keepIt feeds on the secrets that you scream in your sleepYeah, the night gets heavy and the road gets longBut the shadows break when the dawn comes onLook up at the sky where the clouds divideThere’s a silver lining on the other sideThe dark is just a place where the light hasn’t beenAnd the morning’s coming round again.(Verse 2)(The finger-picking turns sharp and rhythmic, mimicking a slow, dragging motion)Shhh-clack, shhh-clack, dragging down the floorA sharp metal scrape outside the archive doorA suffocating weight pressing down on my chestLike water in my lungs, taking away my breathA hollow voice whispers from the edge of the shelf"Why do you fight? Just surrender yourself"A skeletal shadow with a hand made of boneReaches for my face in the freezing unknown.(Chorus)But the dark only holds what you give it to keepIt feeds on the secrets that you scream in your sleepYeah, the night gets heavy and the road gets longBut the shadows break when the dawn comes onLook up at the sky where the clouds divideThere’s a silver lining on the other sideThe dark is just a place where the light hasn’t beenAnd the morning’s coming round again.(Bridge)(The guitar dynamic drops to a soft, warm strumming pattern)But the numbness cracks and I choose to fightI don't want the void, I want the living lightI slam my hands down, find the heavy brass frameRemembering the love that used to call my nameI flip the switch blindly in the middle of the scareAnd an explosion of gold cuts through the freezing airThe parchment skin shrieked as it turned into dustAn unyielding grace saving me from the rust.(Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break)(An emotional acoustic solo that starts tense and restricted, then bursts into a soaring, warm, and uplifting melody)(Chorus)(Vocal swells to full strength, strummed forcefully and triumphantly)'Cause the dark only holds what you give it to keepIt feeds on the secrets that you scream in your sleepYeah, the night gets heavy and the road gets longBut the shadows break when the dawn comes onLook up at the sky where the clouds divideThere’s a silver lining on the other sideThe dark is just a place where the light hasn’t beenAnd the morning’s coming round again.(Outro)(The acoustic guitar slows down to a gentle, solitary strum)Yeah, the morning's coming round...The hidden spark is steady now.The room is quiet, but the warmth is found.Out of the dust