Born For The End

When the grand scheme dissolves and all that’s left is the fall. ✨ ‘Nowhere to Go but Down’ is the sound of a breaking soul realizing it built its legacy on air. For the dreamers who ran out of time, the artists clinging to beauty as the tide rises, and anyone who’s ever whispered ‘*Is this all?*’ into the dark.

Lyrics 👇
**Verse 1**  
*I counted years like loose change in a jar,*  
*All the “somedays” rusting where they are.*  
*Too old to pretend the dream’s still alive—*  
*Too young to feel this hollow inside…*  
*Just waiting for a grand scheme to unfold,*  
*Or a quiet end to this story untold.*  

**Verse 2**  
*Today it hit me: the scheme was a lie.*  
*No cavalry coming against this gray sky.*  
*So I broke down weeping—no strength to stand,*  
*Nowhere to go, no future planned,*  
*Nothing to show but these trembling hands…*  
*And the music.*  

**Chorus**  
***Oh, it holds me together—for now, for now—***  
***Like stitches in fabric unraveling now.***  
*These melodies spun when the light got dim,*  
*The only proof I was here in the din…*  
***But I know, I know—***  
***This won’t last. The thread’s wearing thin.***  

**Verse 3**  
*I traced the cracks in the ceiling’s cold skin,*  
*Whispered, “What was it all for?” to the wind.*  
*No children’s laughter, no great love’s mark,*  
*Just these quiet songs in the gathering dark…*  
*Fragile as moth wings, brave as last stands—*  
*All I built with these empty hands.*  

**Chorus**  
***Oh, it holds me together—for now, for now—***  
***But the glue’s turning brittle, I’m sinking down.***  
*The end’s creeping close, I can taste it like rain,*  
*At least I forged beauty out of the pain…*  
***Left something behind that the silence can’t claim.***  

**Outro**  
*(Voice frayed, dissolving)*  
*So let the night come. Let the stillness descend.*  
*No grand scheme. No savior. Just…*  
***…end?***  
*(Pause)*  
***…end.***  
*(A final breath)*  
***…end.***

Nowhere to go but down

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Verse 1
We fold our summers into paper boats,
Set them sailing down the gutter of jokes.
You laughed and said the rain would be our guide,
But tiny crafts can't weather swelling tides.

Pre-Chorus
Your thumbprints on the corner of a page,
A little map that leads me out of age.

Chorus
Paper boats on the boulevard tonight,
Glide like wishes in the yellow light.
Hold my hand, we’ll pretend we know the sea,
For just a blink, for just our memory.

Verse 2
Street vendors hum a tune we used to steal,
Window panes remember how the warmth would feel.
A scent of jasmine, and this city breathes,
小船起航 — tiny ships and bigger needs.

Pre-Chorus
We memorize the cracks within the sidewalk maze,
Trace constellations that remember our names.

Chorus
Paper boats on the boulevard tonight,
Glide like wishes in the yellow light.
Hold my hand, we’ll pretend we know the sea,
For just a blink, for just our memory.

Bridge
We build a harbor from the words we never say,
A quiet dock that keeps the storms at bay.
Close your eyes, the world becomes a room,
Where paper boats are safe beneath the moon.

Chorus
Paper boats on the boulevard tonight,
Drifting slowly through the city's sigh.
Keep them close, like secrets in your coat,
We still believe in every little boat.

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Mind Games

I'm a 43 year old male from a tiny town north of Winston Salem NC
 
I have been writing lyrics since I was 10 years old and have been playing In bands since I was 14. I also worked in live music as long as I have been  playing on bands. 

I write a ton of lyrics and run them through an AI Generator because I can't afford or find the right musicians willing to step into unfamiliar territory and explore new kinds of worship music. One of a darker moody nature. 

My influences are massive. it's easier to tell you that with the amount of bands I have seen live or worked for every kind of music influence me From spoken Word like the last poets to musical like the work of  Stephen Sondheim. I absorb all that is musical. 

 i wrote these lyrics for people who get it. if it's not your cup of tea then that is okay. I hope this reaches people who are not Christian, and gets them to realize Jesus wants you to come as you are. 

if you have experienced church hurt this is also for you. it's time for you to come home. 
People  hurt other people within the church far too much. it has no bearing on your relationship with Christ. It wouldn't hurt to try different churches until you find your real church family. One who loves you for who you are and will help you grow in Christ. 
Not a group of people who talk behind your back because you came in jeans and a tee shirt. There are wonderful churches out there.

All the lyrics are written by me not one song was run through the prompt that uses just a couple of words. The first hundred songs were written in a two month period. I am currently entering my third month of writing my brand of worship music. 



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