My Daze

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[STRICT: Lead sings ALL written lyrics ONCE, EXACTLY in order. NEVER repeat, skip, rearrange or improvise lead lyrics. Only bracketed MOTIFS may repeat.] [VERSE 1] One of these days, life will be easy One of these days, I won't live in fear One of these days, I will be smiling One of these days, I'll smile from ear to ear One of these days, I'll be understood One of these days, I'll be believed One of these days, won't need to prove myself One of these days, I might be seen [CHORUS] One of these days, I'll be my true self One of these days, I'll be like everyone else One of these days, I'll know my place One of these days, I'll be allowed to live One of these days, I might be believed One of these days, They won't leave me One of these days, they might see me One of these days, they'll justify their lies anyway [RUN 1—LONG VOCAL STORM: 10-16 backing voices repeat/fragment ONLY "One of these days". Heavy overlap, staggered entries, different pitches/rhythms. Belts, cries, harmonies, spoken fragments. Voices chase/collide. NO neat unison. Keep lead clear.] [BRIDGE] Why did I deserve this? Never could have predicted it, Eyes wide open, now can I see it. Burning tears repeated. Decades were taken. Future now looks different. Lost my only safe space. [ABRUPT SILENCE] Took away their innocence. [BREAKDOWN—close voice, sparse. "Shhh...listen" appears HERE only.] Shhhhhhh... listen. Can you hear that? Shhh. Listen close. Can't figure it out. You can't hear that? I think I hear it now... You'll hear it if you listen... [SILENCE] Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... I hear it now.... I hear it..... Why couldn't I hear it... [Distant] You couldn't hear it,... Because I... The truth sounds different. [VIOLENT FULL-BAND IMPACT] [Layer/fragment behind lead: "truth" / "too hard to hear" / "too many years" / "too many scars"] Didn't want to hear the Truth. Truth Too hard to hear. Left me to live in tears. Too many years. Too many scars. You should have seen it. But I was never that person, was I? Don't come back. When I rebuild my life. [RUN 2—LONG, DENSE: 12-18 backing voices collide "You don't know me" + "One of these days". Independent rhythms/pitches; belts, cries, harmonies, spoken fragments. Continuous overlapping wall behind lead. NO whisper dominance.] You don't know me now. You don't know me. You don't know me. I know me. I remember. I figured it out, You don't know me. No. You don't know me. [VERSE 3—STORM STOPS] Not every cloud has a silver lining. Tomorrow won't always be easier. There's no light at the end of the tunnel. Time doesn't always heal. Sometimes losing is winning. To have nothing is having it all. The grass isn't always greener. The worst is yet to come. They might never come to their senses. Maybe the future isn't bright. What if it never gets easier? What if we have more than one life? [INTERLUDE—SPOKEN] Maybe we need to be real and call it exactly what it is. No. Don't Shhhh...you can't. Too uncomfortable. Don't say anything. keep it hidden. I'm Staying out of it, it's for the best, ignore her begging for help, she'll be fine, stay away and hope for the best. [VERSE 4] Check out or check in. Take the chance or stay away. Enable the villain. Couldn't ask. Are you okay? Believe one chapter of the story. The words move around on the page. Other chapters are repetitive and boring. Words never move, never change. You weren't pushed away. You left all on your own. Had a choice to leave or stay. You decided to go. [CLIMAX] ONLY NEEDED TO BELIEVE ME; ONLY NEEDED TO STAND WITH ME; ONLY NEEDED TO HOLD ME; EASIER TO BLAME, WALK AWAY, TOO HARD TO STAY, YOU DECIDED TO LEAVE ME, ANYWAY. Did words match the actions? Were other chapters believed? Anyone ask what caused the reaction? Changing words were moving to deceive. [DROP] In a world filled with stories, how easy the book was judged. Hand the villain all the glory. Ignore the chapters he left out. Accepted, discarded, became my every day. What if your advice isn't needed? Maybe, just maybe, don't say anything, you don't need to understand it, just listen. It's not your story. Your judgement isn't needed. How cruel. If it's that hard to hear. How hard is it to live through. [END VERSE—NEVER REPEAT ABOVE LINES] [RUN 3—FINAL STORM, LONGEST SECTION: 16-20 INDEPENDENT BACKING VOICES. Repeat/fragment ONLY: "One of these days" / "You don't know me" / "I know me" / "I remember" / "What do you hear?" Tiny occasional "Shhh...listen". Mostly BELTED/SUNG/CRIED/SPOKEN, NOT WHISPERED. Different rhythms, pitches, speeds and entry points. Voices interrupt, chase, answer and crash over each other. Multiple motifs sound SIMULTANEOUSLY. No unison. No orderly call-response. NO previous verse lyrics. Keep escalating into overwhelming vocal thunderstorm.] One of these days... You don't know me... I know me... One of these days... I remember... You don't know me now... What do you hear... I know me... I remember... One of these days... You don't know me... [STORM COLLAPSES