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  • Prompt:

    a wilderness explorer is confused when he sees clouds below the mountains instead of above them, he writes a song called, "Does the Rain Fall Up" about what it could mean. Ballad, moody, indie.

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    Does the Rain Fall Up
  • Description:

    In this captivating scene, a lone figure stands at the edge of a forest, gazing out at a majestic mountain range. The silhouette of the person is accentuated by the contrasting light of the sky, creating a sense of depth and tranquility. The mountain range serves as a breathtaking backdrop, evoking a sense of adventure and wonder. The forest, with its dense foliage, adds a touch of mystery and enchantment to the overall atmosphere, inviting the viewer to explore the unknown.

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Does the Rain Fall Up
    Tags: Ballad, Moody, Indie
    
    The sky was clear, the air was cold
    But something strange began to unfold
    Clouds drifted low, beneath the peaks
    Whispering secrets, but no one speaks
    
    Does the rain fall up? Is the world turned round?
    Is the ground where we stand not the ground we've found?
    I hear the trees breathe in the night
    But the stars won’t answer, they’ve lost their light
    
    Wander through the wild, lost in thought
    Chasing answers to the mysteries I’ve sought
    The forest hums a distant song
    But I'm wondering if I’ve been here too long
    
    Does the rain fall up? Can the sky be wrong?
    Where does the river run when it’s not where it belongs?
    The mountains watch with silent eyes
    As I search for truth beneath the skies
    
    I walk alone, the path unclear
    Caught between the earth and sky, between doubt and fear
    The clouds below me, they pull me near
    Is the world just spinning on the edge of fear?
    
    Does the rain fall up? Can we feel the fall?
    Or are we stuck in silence, hearing no call?
    In the forest’s heart, I lose my way
    But the question lingers, and it stays
    
    Does the rain fall up? Does the rain fall up?