Verse 1) Mansi once said, silence can scream Sartre knew that quiet held a dream So do I speak or do I stay still? Do I pour my heart or bend it to will? Three voices, three tongues, one fate All whisper love, though it’s far too late A butterfly’s wing, soft and unseen Carries the weight of what might’ve been

(Pre-Chorus) But can you hear it? Are you even there? Or just watching the ticking, cold and bare? I played each note, I held the key But you locked the door, and threw it from me

(Chorus) Still I climb, though you brought this storm Loving you even when it’s not warm Not for gain, not for return But because compassion still burns Your heart, a vault with secrets inside Cluttered and closed, nowhere to hide If love’s a war, then here I bleed Fighting my demons you helped me feed

(Verse 2) Inside my mind, a battlefield grows Where good and evil deal heavy blows Pray for breath, then wish it away Hoping silence will bring peace someday But I’ve stood by a grave and learned the truth Peace ain’t found in lost youth So I fight this war with no reward Only scars from swinging a double-edged sword

(Bridge) There were moments I felt I was gone A shell, a ghost, just drifting on Watching myself from a distant place In a world with no time, no face And in that void, I came to see The worst fight’s the one inside of me Healing ain’t fleeing, escaping ain’t free And even hearts lie—especially when they bleed—

(Verse 3) If your heart and mine never went to war You’ve never loved like I did before You either chase feelings with no thought to cost Or move like a machine with your soul lost But both alone, they lead astray To comfort now, and regret someday So tell your heart to pause and hear The mind that sees what isn’t near

(Chorus) Still I climb, though you brought this storm Loving you even when it’s not warm Not for gain, not for return But because compassion still burns Your heart, a vault with secrets inside Cluttered and closed, nowhere to hide If love’s a war, then here I bleed Fighting my demons you helped me feed

(Breakdown) They said follow your heart and joy will appear But if it’s behind, how will it get near? Maybe the truth’s been misunderstood— Happiness trails, not leads, like it should So the mind must say, “Stop, look behind!” The joy you crave, you’ve left behind

(Outro) Don’t let the ticking drown your soul Let your heart and mind both take control “Follow your heart,” they said in part— But take your brain with you… or you’ll fall apart