A Thousand Yards of Rain"
This title evokes the melancholy distance and the consistent sense of gloom suggested by the music style.
Structure & Theme
Tempo & Feel: Mid-Tempo (around 85 BPM). The rhythm section is sparse and driving—a deep, simple k**k drum and a heavy, distorted bassline.
Instrumentation: The focus is on the distorted Electric Cello used like an atmospheric electric guitar, layered over a very clean electric guitar playing minimal, high-pitched ringing notes.
Vocal Hook: The song avoids a typical "pop-punk" catchy chorus and instead relies on the vocal and cello melodies building to a moment of haunting, sustained tone.
Full Lyrics
(Intro: A low, buzzing electronic drone that fades into a simple, repetitive, distorted riff from the Electric Cello.)
Verse 1 (Quiet, low, spoken-word delivery)
The meter’s still running, on nothing I owe
The lights on the pavement, they flicker too slow.
I trace all the lines in the dust on my palm
And try to remember the point of the calm.
Another week older, another stain of the same
I haven't been honest, not even with my name.
And I’m watching the static grow louder and clear
Waiting for something that was never here.
Pre-Chorus (The clean electric guitar enters with a single, high, sustained note, tension building)
We built all the bridges that led to the burn
A lesson repeated that we couldn't learn.
The distance is heavy, the air is too thin,
There’s nothing to start when you don't know where to begin.
Chorus (Shadow's voice hits the strained, higher tenor, the cello melody soars and then breaks)
I’m singing A THOUSAND YARDS OF RAIN
Falling on a window that won't ever wash clean.
A beautiful, permanent, hollow, deep pain
The quietest color you've ever seen.
And I just keep pulling the string.
(The Electric Cello hits a sustained, melancholic high note over a heavy drum b**t.)
Verse 2 (Returns to low, reserved delivery, bass is more prominent)
I found the same shadow at every turn, every road,
It's just the shape that I’m trying to shoulder the load.
You ask for a feeling, I give you a sound,
Like a clock that’s wound tight, but has nowhere to be found.
They move through the motions, a practiced and smooth parade,
They never see how the promises just slowly degrade.
Pre-Chorus (Clean guitar returns, leading the rise in pitch)
We built all the bridges that led to the burn
A lesson repeated that we couldn't learn.
The distance is heavy, the air is too thin,
There’s nothing to start when you don't know where to begin.
Chorus (Full power, slightly soaring high notes, cello melody)
I’m singing A THOUSAND YARDS OF RAIN
Falling on a window that won't ever wash clean.
A beautiful, permanent, hollow, deep pain
The quietest color you've ever seen.
And I just keep pulling the string.
Bridge (Instrumental break: The Electric Cello performs a brief, distorted, fast-paced solo over a pounding electronic drum loop, then suddenly drops back to just the cello and voice)
(Voice, almost whispered): When
