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Lyrics - "Fading Light" A thin-blue hush in the afterglow, edges soften, signals slow. What I chased turns weightless white, I let it go in the fading light. Full heart, electric bruise, sweet fatigue I used to choose. A copper taste, a clenched amen, the same old room, again, again. But now the noise can’t hold its shape, it frays, it fades, it lets me escape. Salt in the air where the truth got bent, half-said prayers in the downstairs vent. A low-slung glare, a careful cold, a story sharp enough to hold. But even iron learns to sigh, even storms forget the sky. So I loosen the bright old ache, let it dim for the mercy’s sake. Not erased, just out of frame, not forgiven, just untamed. In the fading light, the edges un-knife, the dark stops trying to run my life. I don’t need the last word, I don’t need the crown, I lay the heat down, eliminate the frown. And gratitude comes in quiet degrees, like warm air moving through broken leaves. Fade in… fade out… let it be, an honest truth inside of me. Fading… fading… open hands. Fading… fading… quiet lands. Let the old voltage lose its bite, let it burn clean, then turn to light. Let the should dissolve to still, let the mind unclench, chest get its fill. There’s a gentle pulse under all that sound, I hear it now when I stop looking down. Names fall away like weathered ink, thoughts slow down, begin to sink. The heart unhooks from the crash-and-blame, stops trying to win a silent game. And what remains, when the fever’s gone, is a kind of yes I can live upon. Let it drift to the back of the mind, let it soften, let it unwind. Not a verdict, just a release, not a miracle, just earned peace. In the fading light, the edges un-knife, the dark stops trying to run my life. I don’t need the last word, I don’t need the crown, I lay the heat down, eliminate the frown. And gratitude comes in quiet degrees, like warm air moving through broken leaves. Fade in… fade out… let it be, an honest truth inside of me. Let the anger become a distant hue, a pale red trace I’m passing through. Let the blame lose its gravity, let it slip from the blood like a memory. I don’t bless the wound, I bless the door, the part that opens, asks for more. More room. More air. More almost-spring. More of the song without the sting. In the fading light, the edges un-knife, the dark stops trying to run my life. I don’t need the last word, I don’t need the crown, I lay the heat down, eliminate the frown. And gratitude comes in quiet degrees, like warm air moving through broken leaves. Fade in… fade out… let it be, an honest truth inside of me. Fading… fading… open hands. Fading… fading… quiet lands. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Creative Credits Artist: Christopher Tharby (Second Voice North) Composition & Concept Development: Christopher Tharby x ChatGPT AI Music Engine: SUNO (Pro) Mix / Mastering Guidance: Assisted via ChatGPT prompts Visual Direction: Christopher Tharby AI Use Disclosure This song was created with the assistance of AI tools: SUNO (music generation) and ChatGPT (songwriting & production guidance). All prompts, direction, and final creative decisions are by the artist, Christopher Tharby. Copyright © 2025 Christopher Tharby / Second Voice North. All rights reserved. Music created using SUNO’s AI music engine (Pro plan) with original prompts, lyrics, and concepts by Christopher Tharby, developed in collaboration with ChatGPT. #SecondVoiceNorth#ChrisAndSam#OriginalMusic#IndieRock#IndieArtist #CanadianArtist#AIassistedMusic#SunoMusic#ChatGPT#LyricVideo