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Canticle from a Broken Violin 2 by SongGPT

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Canticle from a Broken Violin 2

Classical,Mezzo-Soprano Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
A cracked violin rests in the cedar drawer,
I found it where the moon had ceased to trace the floor.
Its bow, a weary reed, had lost its ribboned grace,
The bridge bowed low like a halted heartbeat's face.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I lifted dust with trembling hands, a hush of rue,
Fingers learned the map where once a longing grew.
A hollow wood remembers every ghost of string,
And in that quiet chamber, still, a small hope sings.
[Chorus]
I lift my voice and break the rain—
A single note unbinds the chain.
From hollow wood to open sky,
I call the dawn, and night replies.
[Verse 2]
I took the cedar out to where the window sighs,
The varnish caught the morning like a tiny tide.
I tightened slack with prayer, tuned sorrow to a tone,
Each string a seam of silver, mending what was thrown.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
The trembling bowed to steadier hands; the sound grew brave,
A cadence forming where before there was a cave.
What once lay broken, sleeping in forgotten keeps,
Now wakes to carriage, trembling from its run of sleeps.
[Chorus]
I lift my voice and break the rain—
A single note unbinds the chain.
From hollow wood to open sky,
I call the dawn, and night replies.
[Bridge]
No phoenix fire, but cedar's breath, a steady flame;
A cadenza drawn from patient grief, not given name.
The varnish bears the light like water holds the sun,
And every bowed refrain becomes what I have won.
[Chorus — Variation]
I lift my voice and break the rain—
This single arc remakes the frame.
From hollow wood to open sky,
A brighter string takes wing and flies.
[Outro]
Now on the sill where once the darkness kept its throne,
The violin sings luminous — its fault made into tone.
A cracked thing reassembled by a careful art,
A canticle of cedar, mended by the heart.
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