[Silence]
[Instrumental, Guitar, Piano, Organ, Synth, Bass, Percussion, Drums]
[Intro – Impact Residue]
[Low Sub Boom, Air Rush Cut to Silence]
[Flatline Tone → Muted Guitar Harmonic]
It’s about
(To lay it out)
And…
(Flattened…)
[Organ – single sustained note, heavily compressed]
[Verse 1]
Everything pressed into the ground
Echoes lost without a sound
Lines erased, no high, no low
Nowhere left for us to go
Whether we rose or whether we fell
All collapsed into a shell
What was spinning, torn and tall
Now reduced to almost nothing at all
[Piano – sparse chords, Guitar – muted plucks, Bass – minimal]
[Pre-Chorus]
Pressure holds what time can’t mend
Breaking points that cannot bend
[Organ swell, low Synth pad]
[Chorus]
Flattened
(Under the weight)
Flattened
(No rise, just fate)
Whether we tried or whether we stalled
Everything ends here—flattened, all
[Full Band – slow, heavy hits, Drums half-time, Guitar sustained]
[Verse 2]
Debris settles, silence spreads
Lingering thoughts inside our heads
Shadows stretch but never climb
Frozen fragments out of time
Whether we weathered anything
Or lost the meaning it might bring
Every question, every call
Pressed into the final sprawl
[Guitar – distant echoes, Synth – low drone, Drums minimal]
[Bridge]
Whether we weathered the weather
(Or broke apart together)
Whether it mattered at all
(Now leveled, one and all)
[Instrumental – slow build, Organ glide, Guitar swell, Bass rising]
[Breakdown]
[Drums drop out]
[Piano – single repeating note]
[Bass – sub pulse fading]
[White noise wind → slowly dissipates]
[Chorus – Final]
Flattened
(Under the weight)
Flattened
(No rise, just fate)
Whether we stood or whether we crawled
Everything ends here—flattened, all
[Full Band – final sustained chord, Guitar feedback slowly dying]
[Outro]
Flattened…
Whether…
Weather…
(The end)
[Flatline Tone returns → gradually fades]
[Silence]
From the album “Whether“