Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Bare feet in the heather Cold rain on my tongue Every scar Every stutter Taught me where I’m from I’ve been bowing to thunder Like it held my name Never knew there was tinder Waiting in my veins [Pre-Chorus] But my breath Catches flame when I say I’m still here I’m still here [Chorus] There’s a thistle under skin Roots wrapped tight around the bone (oh) I’ve been quieter than wind But my heart can shake a stone I am mountain I am tide I’m the storm they can’t divide All this power All this power lives inside [Verse 2] You sing low by the river Voice rough with old doubt But I hear in your quiver Something breaking out Every no that you swallowed Rattles in your chest You were carved to be hollow Now you beat your breast [Pre-Chorus] Feel your breath Catching flame when you say “I’m still here I’m still here” (hey!) [Chorus] There’s a thistle under skin Roots wrapped tight around the bone You’ve been quieter than wind But your heart can shake a stone You are mountain You are tide You’re the storm they can’t divide All that power All that power lives inside [Bridge] [Shamisen and fiddle call-and-response Drums building on toms] Raise your hands To the ache To the sky Every tremor Every tremor Is a battle cry We are soft We are wild We are wide Every shiver Every shiver Is the strength we hide [Chorus] There’s a thistle under skin Roots wrapped tight around the bone (oh yeah) We were quieter than wind Now we roar against the stone We are mountain We are tide We’re the storm they can’t divide All this power All this power lives inside [Outro] [Wordless vocal belt over ringing chords] Ah-ah-ah All this power lives inside
Tags
rock, Dual male/female vocals in a Celtic-infused indie soft-rock setting; shamisen interlocking with fingerpicked electric guitar and airy pads. Opens sparse with lilting unison lines, then builds each section with tighter harmonies, mallet percussion, and tom swells. Choruses explode into big open belts and gang shouts, kick and bass driving a mid-tempo sway. Final chorus adds octave vocals, sustained strings, and a wordless vocal run over the last refrain for a cathartic, spine-tingling finish., celtic, soft rock
Duration
4:55
Instrumental
No
Created
3/22/2026