The Nutcracker’s Waltz

[Intro – muted bells + soft footsteps]

Tin… ton…
The night leans in, whispering through the dark…

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[Verse 1 – narrated/sung]

Beneath the tree a king lies asleep,
made of wood and quiet faith.
His crystal eyes, never blinking,
wait for the house to give in.
The clock sighs as it moves along,
snow brushes the windowpane.
When silence learns how to walk,
the toys begin to speak.

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[Chorus – simple, unsettling waltz]

The world turns, slow and true,
dance the Nutcracker’s waltz.
Don’t run, let it be,
the night knows how to protect.

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[Verse 2]

Mice are watching from the corner,
drums are beating without a reason.
There are no sweets tonight, no color,
only the pulse of the heart.
If you’re afraid, take my hand,
the cold passes slowly.
The story doesn’t want to shout,
it prefers to stay and wait.

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[Chorus]

The world turns, soft and gray,
bells watch over sleep.
Dream while awake, don’t fear anymore,
Christmas knows how to change too.

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[Bridge – whispers / soft stomp]

The wood creaks as it sings,
the room begins to turn again.

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[Verse 3]

White kingdoms beyond the glass,
fairies tired of shining bright.
Here, magic learns how to be,
quiet, slow, made of paper.
The wooden king lowers his voice,
he doesn’t bite hard, he keeps control.
It’s not punishment, nor is it evil,
it’s a story beginning once again.

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[Final Chorus – soft choral]

The world turns without a word,
the snow listens as it passes.
If morning comes without waking you,
the waltz has kept you safe.

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[Outro – distant bells]

Tin… ton…
The night goes away, but the waltz remains.

Dark folk waltz, gothic neo-folk, winter ritual, Nutcracker-inspired, 3/4 stomp, male choir, bells, eerie Christmas