Lyrics:

I’ve got this feeling stuck inside my throat
Pretending’s easy, but it cuts me close
I see the pattern that so many show
A hollow echo where my soul should go
Like empty puppets moving down the line
They walk through life and never feel the time

But when I hear those notes begin to play
So deep, they stir the pain I hide away
Something within begins to spark
It pulls me out, it hits the mark

I dance with no control
I dance to free my soul
I dance until my body screams I'm real
Even if it hurts, I’ll dance to heal
I’ll dance through every tear
Until the dawn is near

This feeling’s lodged, still burning in my throat
But I won’t fake the lines that others wrote
Though many choose to follow and conform
I’ll break the silence, step into the storm
No longer hollow, no more painted grace
I’ll find my rhythm, I’ll reclaim my space

And when I hear those notes begin to play
So deep, they stir the pain I hide away
Something within begins to spark
It pulls me out, it hits the mark

I dance with no control
I dance to free my soul
I dance until my body screams I'm real
Even if it hurts, I’ll dance to heal
I’ll dance through every tear
Until the dawn is near

I’m here to truly be
To live and not just breathe
I’ll follow what is mine
No strings, no shallow lines
No more a hollow frame
I rise and shed the shame

I dance with all I am
No mask, no hidden plan
I dance until my fire lights the skies

And in that truth, my spirit never dies
I’ll dance through every tear
Until the dawn is near

All I Am

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In case you're wondering: I composed all the music myself. The melody came from my own voice, and I guided the AI to arrange instruments based on it. My goal is collaboration — to inspire real singers and composers to take it further. That’s what creation is truly about. I  see AI as a tool — not a replacement, but an extension of human creativity.

The message matters, the medium too. Truth, regardless of how it's expressed, always finds its way. So instead of complaining, evolve. Adapt. The future doesn’t wait.

Spring sprung the other day here in the UK & there's a scent in the rain again.