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832a6a59528be82d51a2f66643e5b9effb711b720f65d720260ba3a810aa3f94

Prompt:

Title: This Was Always the Way Style & Prompt: A smooth, groove-forward progressive acoustic piece with rhythmic body slaps, tight thumb-led motifs, and a serene harmonic palette. Guitar is percussive but soft—like footsteps in warm sand. Piano or Rhodes adds light chordal waves beneath. No chaos, no buildup—just immediate flow. Vocals are female, calm and sure, harmonized in gentle stacks. “Didn’t need a sign to know / it would land right here / some things don’t arrive on time / they arrive when the air is clear.” The groove stays consistent, like breathing. Every break returns not with drama, but ease. There’s a solo—restrained, melodic, vocal in tone—that echoes the feeling of being heard. Final chorus: “We weren’t waiting / just becoming / this was always the way.” No lyrics reference technology or instruments. The story is spiritual and emotional, not literal. The track ends with a final thumb-slap—soft, full, and final.

Image:

Description:

The image depicts a serene scene of a forest at dusk, with the sun setting behind the trees. The sky is a warm orange hue, casting a soft glow over the landscape. The forest is filled with trees, some of which are bare, while others are lush and green. The overall atmosphere is peaceful and tranquil, evoking a sense of calmness and reflection.

Songs:

Lyrics:

Title: This Was Always the Way
Tags: Progressive Acoustic, Groove, Female Vocals, Soft Percussion

Verse 1:

I’ve been walking through the silence,
Feeling everything unfold.
A whisper in the distance,
A story untold.

Pre-Chorus:

Didn’t need a sign to know,
It would land right here.
Some things don’t arrive on time,
They arrive when the air is clear.

Chorus:

We weren’t waiting,
Just becoming,
This was always the way.

Verse 2:

Every step beneath my feet,
A rhythm, soft and true.
The world is wide but simple,
When I’m walking with you.

Pre-Chorus:

Didn’t need a sign to know,
It would land right here.
Some things don’t arrive on time,
They arrive when the air is clear.

Chorus:

We weren’t waiting,
Just becoming,
This was always the way.

Bridge:

In the quiet, I hear your voice,
Not in words, but in the sound.
It’s the space between the moments,
Where we are always found.

Solo (instrumental, melodic, vocal in tone)

Chorus (repeat):

We weren’t waiting,
Just becoming,
This was always the way.

Outro:

We weren’t waiting,
Just becoming,
This was always the way.