DAY SIXTY (MY SOLITAIRE STORY)
A spoken word vocal track featuring a male voice with a deep, resonant baritone quality. The recording is dry with minimal room ambience, focusing on the natural texture and dynamic range of the speaker. The delivery is conversational and experimental, showcasing a variety of pitch modulations from low chest tones to higher head voice inflections. The tempo is slow and rubato, following the natural rhythm of speech without a fixed metrical grid. The production is clean and intimate, emphasizing the proximity effect of the microphone to capture subtle vocal nuances and breath sounds.
DAY SIXTY (MY SOLITAIRE STORY)
A spoken word vocal track featuring a male voice with a deep, resonant baritone quality. The recording is dry with minimal room ambience, focusing on the natural texture and dynamic range of the speaker. The delivery is conversational and experimental, showcasing a variety of pitch modulations from low chest tones to higher head voice inflections. The tempo is slow and rubato, following the natural rhythm of speech without a fixed metrical grid. The production is clean and intimate, emphasizing the proximity effect of the microphone to capture subtle vocal nuances and breath sounds.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Sixty days alone
No voice, no face
Just four walls
And time slowing down
They say solitude builds strength
But isolation breaks the soul
We were never meant
To carry life alone
I counted cracks in the ceiling
Prayed without words
Lost my sense of time
Lost my sense of worth
Every night felt heavier
Every morning felt the same
Hope slipping through my hands
Like I was the one to blame
Pre-Chorus
By day fifty-nine
I was done inside
I stopped asking “why”
And just asked to survive
Chorus
Day sixty
I saw the light
Not with my eyes
But in my heart
I gave up control
And asked for mercy
That’s when faith
Finally started
I was broken
I was weak
But God met me
Where I couldn’t speak
Day sixty
I believed
Only God
Kept me alive
Verse 2
I stood in court
With my head bowed low
Prepared to lose everything
I’d ever known
I saw the devil in my doubt
God in my breath
Two voices fighting
Over life and death
I didn’t ask to be innocent
I asked to be spared
I didn’t make excuses
I just stood there
They call it luck
They call it chance
But I watched mercy
Change the plan
Pre-Chorus 2
I walked out alive
Not free of scars
But free enough
To start again
Chorus
Day sixty
I saw the light
Grace came through
The darkest night
I wasn’t perfect
I wasn’t clean
But mercy saw
Who I could be
I was finished
Out of strength
But God stepped in
When I had nothing left
Day sixty
I believed
Only God
Kept me alive
Bridge (Spoken / Prayerful)
We are not meant to be alone.
That’s where evil whispers loudest.
Faith doesn’t come from being strong.
It comes from surrender.
I didn’t win a battle.
I was spared.
And that changed everything.
Final Chorus
Day sixty
Changed my life
Not because I earned it
But because I asked
Now every breath
Is borrowed time
A chance to do better
While I’m alive
I work on myself
One day at a time
Trying to love people
Before the clock runs out
Because one day
We all answer the question:
What did you do
While you were here?
Outro
This is my story.
Not to glorify pain.
But to testify to mercy.
I’m still here.
Because God kept me alive.
And until my last breath
I won’t waste that gift.