[Verse 1 – Andante, veiled strings]
When the mind’s quiet fortress yields to the tide,
And every guarded thought steps outside,
What flows from the breach is neither night nor day—
A gentle upheaval in soft disarray.

[Pre-Chorus – cello sings alone]
Old sorrows and joys rise hand in hand,
Like long-lost friends on familiar land.
The names I carried melt into air;
I stand unveiled, yet wholly there.

[Chorus – orchestra breathes, soprano ascends]
O break me gently—let the silence sing!
Each fragment a window, every wound a wing.
In the storm’s tender cradle I am born anew—
Chaos, the quiet womb that carries me through.

[Verse 2 – woodwinds weave light]
I built my walls of measured stone,
Believed the heart was safest alone.
Now stones dissolve into open sky;
I drink the wind and learn to fly.
The masks I wore drift off like mist—
Beneath, a face the dawn has kissed.

[Pre-Chorus – harp cascades]
My heart, long silent, finds its voice;
It beats in rhythms of its own choice.
No chain can hold what fracture frees—
A sky of pieces, yet one peace.

[Chorus – choir in luminous harmony]
O break me gently—let the silence sing!
Each fragment a window, every wound a wing.
In the storm’s tender cradle I am born anew—
Chaos, the quiet womb that carries me through.

[Bridge – solo oboe, almost prayer]
Between the pieces lies the sacred space—
Where light slips in to warm the face.
My scars are pathways, softly lit;
I walk them home and rest in it.

[Verse 3 – horns in golden breath]
When the tempest stills and the dust lies down,
A new horizon wears the dawn as crown.
Not shattered—only opened wide;
Each broken edge now holds the tide.

[Final Chorus – radiant, full apotheosis]
O break me gently—let eternity ring!
Each crack a sunrise, every tear a spring.
I am not whole, yet never apart—
The broken vessel still guards the heart.

[Outro – soprano unaccompanied, then a single violin]
In the hush that follows thunder’s claim…
I whisper my name—and it answers the same.