Sixfold Carbon

(Soft ambient hum, heartbeat-like pulse)
I’m the message.
Sealed in your ribcage, stamped by your breath.
Tear me open: “Dear You.”
I’m not sent from above.
I am sent from within.

(pause… inhale… let silence breathe)

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[Verse 1 — The Namesake | Gentle groove, light percussion builds]
At birth, you were brighter—
more aware than ever since.
But you traded your epicenter
for the syllables of a name.

Identity walks you away from the source,
until you forget the voice
that has been helping you steer.

*(echoed backing vocal: “helping you steer… helping you steer…”)

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[Chorus A — Training Wheels of Time | Full band lifts, soaring melody]
🎶
Mind is the bicycle,
Time is the track.
Experience the ride—
no turning back.

Every wheel spins what’s forgotten,
Every wheel remembers what you are.
🎶

*(soaring harmony: “You are… You are…”)

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[Verse 2 — The Inner Ear | Funky rhythm, bass and hi-hat accent]
Listen.
Inside you is a manual—
not written, but hummed.
A befriending whispers:
“I am you.
And I am here.”

Awareness is not grown.
It is remembered.

(call-and-response vocal: “Remembered! Remembered!”)

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[Bridge — The Mirror of Experience | Build tension, layered echoes]
You are not what you see.
You are what sees you.
You are a future state,
thinking of the past,
while standing in the present.

That is the gift:
Three tenses.
One witness.

(echoed chant: “One witness. One witness.”)

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[Chorus B — The Meaning of Life | Anthemic, full vocal power]
🎶
Four syllables—
Starts with E, ends with E.
Not theory, not creed.

It is what you do,
what you are,
what you become—
Ex-pe-ri-ence.
🎶

(choir-like backing voices: “Experience!” swelling in harmony)

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[Final Verse — The Return to the Self | Tempo slows, stripped back]
Dear You,
how do you do?
I excused you,
but you never needed pardon.

You only needed to remember—
the mind exists through time,
time exists through design,
and you—
you exist through experience.

(soft piano undercurrent, fading bassline)

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[Outro — Enjoy | Whispered, delicate, fading reverb]
Life is not solved.
It is savored.
The letter folds back into you.

You smile.
You breathe.
You live.
Enjoy.

(last word “Enjoy” lingers, whispered in layers, dissolving into silence)
September 9, 2025 at 4:55 PM

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In a Minor Key

My lyrical style is eclectic, exploring a wide range of themes and emotions. I have a deep love for melancholic, sad songs and a profound appreciation for poetry and the lives of poets, which often inspire my music. Only recently have I discovered the beauty of expressing these words through music, and I must say, they resonate in ways I never imagined.

In a Minor Key

Dale Tice

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