*(Verse 1)*
Midnight sun on frozen river,
My breath is crystal, I am shivering.
The birch trees hum a fractured tune,
I’ve forgotten how to hold the moon.
Static crawls beneath my skin,
A forest where the light thins.
*(Pre-Chorus)*
Oh, the wires in the earth are singing,
Cold and bright, the voltage stinging.
I am numb, but still I feel
The ghost of something raw and real.
*(Chorus)*
*Wake the sleeping wire,
Spark the dying fire!
Let the circuit breathe again—
I am thunder, I am rain.
Dance in the electric snow,
Where the broken frequencies grow.
Oh, the pulse beneath the stone...
I’m not alone. I’m not alone.
*(Verse 2)*
The pines are humming static hymns,
A digital frost on trembling limbs.
Your hand feels like a root in mine,
A tangled code, a sacred sign.
We’ll rewrite every shattered byte
With ancient stars and northern light.
*(Pre-Chorus)*
Oh, the glitch inside the glade is blooming,
Metal petals, shadows looming.
I am lost, but through the noise—
I hear a voice. I hear a voice.
*(Chorus)*
Wake the sleeping wire,
Spark the dying fire!
Let the circuit breathe again—
I am thunder, I am rain.
Dance in the electric snow,
Where the broken frequencies grow.
Oh, the pulse beneath the stone...
I’m not alone. I’m not alone.
*(Bridge)*
Shhh— the woods are listening,
Every leaf a pixel glistening.
We are echoes in the machine,
Half of shadow, half of green.
Solder veins to rivers deep,
Let the synthetic angels weep.
Breathe in copper, breathe in pine...
The future’s wild and so divine.
*(Outro)*
Static grows... in the roots...
In the soil... in our boots...
We are lightning... we are seeds...
Folk and future... intercede...
Hush now... the forest... glows...
