Roger Barrymore - Chapter IV – Whispers Among the Kelp

Описание: Roger Barrymore AI solo project

Lyrics:

In the darkness that won’t die
something still endures.
Not rage.
Memory.

Through kelp torn by the weight of ages,
in seabeds the sun never sees,
the shadows move, they follow the currents,
closing the circle to avoid the end.
Once they fled, divided by terror,
now they remain, side by side in the black,
for shared danger
teaches how to stay.

The water tightens,
blood draws its pathways,
every movement
is a vital choice.

In the silence the bond is born,
unwritten, unbroken
The sea is trembling, the sea remembers,
nothing is alone in the deep
Not rebellion, not yet war,
but resistance taking shape,
an invisible thread
holding what remains

The prey no longer bolts in fear,
the small no longer scatters before the great,
the sea teaches with a slow tide
that living is more than escape.
Every wounded body reshapes the water,
every encounter changes the course,
the depths are learning
to move as one.

Currents that bind,
traces that remain,
instinct becomes
direction.

In the silence the bond is born,
unwritten, unbroken
The sea is trembling, the sea remembers,
nothing is alone in the deep
Not rebellion, not yet war,
but resistance taking shape,
an invisible thread
holding what remains

It is not hope.
Not yet.
It is the moment
when flight ends.
The sea remembers
when movement was one.

In the silence the bond grows strong,
fragile yet real
Every creature slows its motion
to never break it
Balance is distant
but alive in memory,
and the wounded sea
moves again as a single body

It is not a song.
It is a vibration.
And even a vibration
can become a storm.