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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He stares down
At the sweat-ringed glass
Amber moon
In a cheap brass cradle
Says
"I thought by now
This hurt would pass"
The ice just leans
And listens at the table
[Chorus]
You’re not a problem to be solved
You are a prayer to be felt
Let it burn through every fault line
Every place you never tell
We can sit right here in silence
Let the heavy find itself
You’re not a problem to be solved
You are a prayer to be felt
[Verse 2]
Two men breathe
On a barstool shore
Tide of talk
Keeps rolling then receding
No wise words
No fixing anymore
Just a tired hand
On a wound still bleeding
[Bridge]
[Guitar riff circles
Low organ hum]
All that sorrow
Too deep for sound
So we bow our heads
Let it move around
If your voice breaks
I won’t turn away
We can nod like saints
Who forgot how to pray
[Chorus]
You’re not a problem to be solved
You are a prayer to be felt
Let it shake your crooked backbone
Every crack where darkness dwelt
We can sit right here together
Till the trembling starts to melt
You’re not a problem to be solved
You are a prayer to be felt
[Outro]
He looks down
At the sleeping drink
Grief just nods
Says
"Yeah… I think"
[Guitar lingers
Fading into room noise]
Details
GeneratedJan 28, 2026
Duration2:03
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow trance-blues hybrid, male vocals. Minimal drum groove with clipped electronic kick and dusty snare, hypnotic tremolo guitar looping a mournful riff, subby bass pulsing on the downbeat. Verses stay intimate and almost whispered; chorus widens with reverb-drenched backing hums and organ swells. Subtle delay on key phrases to create a drifting, meditative feel; song builds to a quiet, lingering fade., deep, trance, blues
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683ModelAria v5
Prompt
grief look down at his whiskey.
respect:you're not a problem to be solved,you are a prayer to be felt. they sit,two men holding space for everything thats too deep for words. grief nod.
trance blues
