[Verse 1]
I walk through crowded streets where every voice becomes a hymn,
[female opera voice]
A whisper turns to opera and the daylight starts to dim.
A mother calls her child and it becomes a lullaby,
A stranger curses fate and it becomes a choir in the sky.

[Pre‑Chorus] [whisper voice]
I never asked for this gift,
I never learned how to choose.
Every word that you lift
Becomes a melody I can’t refuse.

[Chorus]
Your words become my music, [spoken male voice]
Your breath becomes my song. [angelic choir]
I turn the world to rhythm,
Even when it feels wrong.
I don’t control the voices,
I only shape the tune —
Your words become my music, [spoken male voice]
And they echo through the room.

[Verse 2]
A threat becomes a ballad with a trembling violin,
A lie becomes a choir made of voices soaked in sin.
A secret spoken softly blooms into a mournful chord,
A promise breaks in harmony no heart can afford.

[Pre‑Chorus]
I can’t silence the sound,
I can’t quiet the truth.
Every thought spoken out loud [deep male voice]
Becomes a symphony uncouth.

[Chorus]
Your words become my music,
Your breath becomes my song.
I turn the world to rhythm,
Even when it feels wrong.
I don’t control the voices,
I only shape the tune —
Your words become my music,
And they echo through the room.

[Bridge] (haunting, layered voices)
I hear the broken, the bitter, the brave,
Every confession the world ever gave.
I am the keeper of songs you don’t mean,
Turning your shadows to something serene.
But when I speak, the world stays still —
My voice alone has no free will.

[Final Chorus]
Your words become my music,
Your breath becomes my song.
I turn the world to rhythm,
Even when it feels wrong.
I don’t control the voices,
I only shape the tune —
Your words become my music,
And they echo through the room.

[Outro]
So speak your truth or speak your lies,
I’ll turn them into lullabies.[childlike voice]
I am EchoSayer — cursed and blessed —
The world sings through me, never rests.