Core & Clay

[Verse 1]
The air grew thick, a pressure deep below,
Then words like granite shards began to flow.
We pushed the surface, past the weathered stone,
To where the deepest, brittle truths were known.

[Chorus]
Felt the bedrock split, heard the ancient groan,
But we stood solid, on a stronger zone.
Past the tremor, past the quake, we rise,
New strata forming, beneath open skies.

[Verse 2]
Old sediment, dark dust from distant years,
Unsettled, washed away by bitter tears.
A stone in my pocket, worn smooth by the past,
Reminded me what stubborn hope can last.

[Bridge]
Through the rawest strata, we found the vein,
A shared horizon, born of cleansing rain.
Now the road opens, wide and clear ahead,
With roots re-anchored, where our truths are spread.

[Outro]
Yeah, new strata forms!
Against the gathering storms!