Under the Same Sky

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Dark, slow-burning trip-hop with deep pulses, whispered vocals and atmospheric guitar textures. A blend of Massive Attack shadows and Archive-like tension filtered through our own Cruft universe. Best experienced on headphones.


[Verse 1]
Shadows drift across my skin,
empty rooms, the noise within.
Every breath a step away,
waiting for the tide to say.

[Pre-Chorus]
The night dissolves, the edges blur,
a voice returns but not a word.
Fading lines, a quiet call,
I let it go, I feel it fall.

[Chorus]
Carry me down, to the silent shore.
Carry me down, I don’t need more.
Carry me down, where the echoes sleep.
Carry me down, where the waves run deep.

[Verse 2]
Olive trunks, the salt in air,
stones remember how to cry.
I walk alone but not afraid,
the sky erases what I made.

[Pre-Chorus]
The night dissolves, the edges blur,
a voice returns but not a word.
Fading lines, a quiet call,
I let it go, I feel it fall.

[Chorus]
Carry me down, to the silent shore.
Carry me down, I don’t need more.
Carry me down, where the echoes sleep.
Carry me down, where the waves run deep.

[Final Chorus]
Carry me down, to the silent shore…
Carry me down, I don’t need more…

[Outro]
Whispers fade…
the sound decays…
lost in the waves.
O

Carry Me Down

Lyrics:
I have to go—you want to stay;
Would you live out our life alone that way?
I’m only a man—no towering schemes;
I walk what comes and trust the seams.
Decades together—life to death;
Be held a moment—I'll steady my breath.
A lie of hope and time is shown;
I brace my back and stand alone.

Three sons—blurred shadows—maybe not mine;
Thirty years beside me, no blood in the line.
Lawyers, cousins—family trees crossed—
Am I just “father,” or only a man lost?

I won’t choose anger; I won’t choose guilt.
I’ll stand in the ash of the home we built.
Time like a rock; love fades to gray—
I have to go; you want to stay.
Don’t take the serpent’s apple today.

I wake to words that weigh like lead;
A signal in my chest: “Leave instead.”
Last year a crack—now the fracture repeats;
“No room,” they murmur down cold streets.
So watch me go—I set my gauge,
Take back my name, step off the stage.
I draw the line—no more delay;
Through the gate—what’s left can’t stray.

Heart at half, yet clear and bright;
I choose what’s honest—I choose the light.

I won’t choose anger; I won’t choose guilt.
I’ll carry the good from the life we built.
Time like a rock; love fades to gray—
I have to go; you want to stay.
Don’t take the serpent’s apple today.

Head low in green, I learn to cope;
Morning returns—one horizon of hope.
East calls softly—my sister’s door;
I count small mercies, wanting no more.
I choose my shoreline, empty hand—
I’ll be myself on quieter land.

Slow breath—count to ten with every stride (2x)
I’ll miss you, miss our song—but I choose my side (2x)

I won’t choose anger; I won’t choose guilt.
I’ll bless what remains of the home we built.
Time like a rock; love fades to gray—
I have to go; you want to stay.

Quieter Land

Be Read’s *Blak Metal* is a sonic odyssey that transcends genre boundaries, weaving raw emotion with sharp intellect. As artist, lyricist, and producer, Be Read melds sound and story to explore love, reconciliation, politics, and heritage through a powerful cultural lens. Each track feels like a conversation between world rhythms echoing ancestral memory, verses confronting the modern struggle for unity and identity. *Blak Metal* is not just music; it’s a reclamation, a heartbeat of resistance, and an invitation to listen deeper.


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