Groundswell Roar

[Verse 1]
The air hangs thick, a silent, heavy stone,
But there’s a rumble in my bones, a sound I've always known.
I've learned to speak where others just would sigh,
A fault line voice beneath a shifting sky.

[Chorus]
No, I won't quiet, won't soften my sound.
This is my tremor, shaking solid ground.
Let the strata shift, let the silence break and run,
My voice is the current, until the day is done.

[Verse 2]
They whisper low, like wind through rusted piers,
Judge the deep tectonic hum of all my years.
From timber ghost towns, to the salty spray,
I gathered grit, and found my own damn way.

[Chorus]
No, I won't quiet, won't soften my sound.
This is my tremor, shaking solid ground.
Let the strata shift, let the silence break and run,
My voice is the current, until the day is done.

[Bridge]
I carry every scar, a weathered, granite truth,
This wild vibration, born of restless youth.
I tried to soften, tried to fit the mold,
But my bedrock speaks, a story to be told.

[Outro]
So let it ring out, from the core!
Yeah, my groundswell roar!