Atmospheric Folk Fusion - The Return - Ai-Owl [Copyright Free]
by Ai-Owl
About this track
👉 Free to use in your creative video projects with credit to Ai-Owl and working link to my SoundCloud profile https://soundcloud.com/ai-owl 🦉 Follow the Owl Website: https://ai-owl.com/ YouTube: www.youtube.com/@Ai-Owl358 Pinterest: www.pinterest.com/AiOwl358/ [Verse 1] I’m walking through a garden where the flowers have no scent Tracing every path and every hour that I’ve spent I’m pulling at the threads of a tapestry grown thin Trying to find the place where the real and false begin The floorboards carry burdens that the house has long forgot I’m sifting through the seasons for the treasure that I sought My heart is like a lighthouse looking out upon the deep Watching over promises that I could never keep. [Chorus] Oh, the well is very deep and the water’s black and cold! I’m polishing the silver of the truths I haven't told! A traveler in the forest searching for the root Walking through the brambles with a silent, heavy foot! Searching for the anchor when the sky begins to fray! I’m watching as the masks I wore are melting all away! [Pre-Chorus] The atmosphere is heavy, the horizon is a veil I’m reading from a book that tells a never-ending tale The rhythm is a heartbeat that is slowing to a rest I’m putting all the ghosts inside my spirit to the test! [Drop] [Instruction: The music swells into a soft, shimmering cloud of sound. It feels like floating through a room filled with light that has no source. The percussion is distant and echoing, like soft footsteps on a frozen lake.] Look! Deeper! The glass is turning clear! Everything is shedding! (Fragmented, airy vocal textures drift like smoke, repeating questions that have no answers) [Verse] I’m a ripple in the fabric, a fold in the sleeve of fate Standing at the threshold of a heavy, rusted gate The rules were just a scaffolding that fell away in rain I’m washing off the shadows and I’m washing off the stain I’m moving with the current, I’m moving toward the light Searching for the fire in the middle of the night It’s quiet, it’s graceful, it’s a beautiful, long-drawn wake I’m watching as the surface of the reflection starts to break. [Bridge] (Voices: Th-th-the... light... is... rising...) (Voices: B-b-beyond... the... grey... veil...) (Voices: W-w-who... is... waiting...) (The shimmer grows, blinding and overwhelming.) [Drop] Look! Deeper! The glass is turning clear! Unbound! [Outro] The search is finally over, the mirror shows the sky I’m leaving all the questions to the wind as they go by The silence is a river, the silence is a crown I’m floating in the quiet as the sun is coming down. (Voices: Fading, scattering into the wind) Searching... Finding... Home...