(((Key: C major (warm and open, Tempo: 72 BPM

Vibe: Gentle fingerpicked guitar or soft piano, cinematic strings, tender vocal))

I’ve heard songs that made the room glow

Even when the lights were low

Felt the ache inside a single line

Like it pressed into my spine

Sometimes I think it's more than sound

A truth too big to write down

Like it’s waiting in the air

Or somewhere just past here

Will I see the music

When the veil is thin?

Will it move in color

Like a breeze upon my skin?

Will it rise like incense

In a quiet, holy place?

Will I taste the notes

And feel their shape?

When the music shows its face

I’ve heard silence that was singing

Felt chords inside my chest ringing

A pulse that had no beat or drum

But told me where I’m from

And maybe when this body fades

There’s more than words the song conveys

A beauty I can’t name just yet

But every note’s a silhouette

Will I see the music

Like a painting come alive?

Will the rhythm dance in shadows

And the melody arrive

As something I can hold and smell

A fire, a breath, a kind of grace

Where every sense wakes up

Inside the sound

When the music shows its face

Not just heard, but fully known

Every color, every tone

A feast for all I am inside

Where nothing true can ever hide

I will see the music

Feel it in the wind

It will kiss my fingers

Brush against my skin

I’ll taste its light, and smell its weight

And know I’ve reached that sacred place

Where every sense is drawn and full

And the song becomes embrace

Where the music shows its face...