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The Forest Floor You'll Never See
(Verse 1)
Another night you call, your voice a shallow rain
That hits the hard top ground and circles down the drain
You ask me where I am, you say I'm miles away
I’m just inside myself, rehearsing what to say
I built a different world where your brand of daylight ends
You think you're mapping me, I'm just playing pretend
I gave you all the roads, the surface, and the sky
And kept the only truth your money couldn't buy.
(Pre-Chorus)
You talk about the weather, I’m checking on the roots
You're posting perfect pictures in your thousand-dollar boots
And you can have the surface, you can own the 'gram
You'll never understand the fortress that I am.
(Chorus)
'Cause down in the sinkhole of my chest
A primaeval forest knows my best
I keep my own sun, forty meters under
Deaf to your silence, and your thunder
Yeah, down in the sinkhole, sealed and deep
I got a million promises to keep
To all the life that you can't kill
This forest floor is mine to keep, and always will.
(Verse 2)
I remember when I tried to show you where it grows
You brought a chainsaw mind, the kind that never knows
You wanted clearance sales, you wanted level ground
Complained about the quiet, couldn't stand the sound
So I collapsed the entrance, a landslide in the night
Built my whole survival out of your line of sight
Now I'm the curator of three dark doorways home
An ecosystem thriving where you'll never, ever roam.
(Pre-Chorus)
You talk about our future, I’m tending ancient ferns
Ignoring all the shallow, cheap, and toxic lessons learned
You can have the skyline, the penthouse, and the key
But you will never find the forest floor of me.
(Chorus)
'Cause down in the sinkhole of my chest
A primaeval forest knows my best
I keep my own sun, forty meters under
Deaf to your silence, and your thunder
Yeah, down in the sinkhole, sealed and deep
I got a million promises to keep
To all the life that you can't kill
This forest floor is mine to keep, and always will.
(Bridge)
Don't call this breaking, don't you dare call this weak
This ain't surrender, it's the truest words I speak
This isn't sadness that you're hearing in my voice
It's architecture, darling. It was an active choice.
To excavate a haven where your static cannot touch
Turns out preserving life doesn't have to cost that much.
(Chorus)
'Cause down in the sinkhole of my chest
A primaeval forest knows my best
I keep my own sun, forty meters under
Deaf to your silence, and your thunder
Yeah, down in the sinkhole, sealed and deep
I got a million promises to keep
To all the life that you can't kill
This forest floor is mine to keep, and always will.
(Outro)
The floor is mine to keep...
Yeah, this green is mine to keep...
You'll never see...
Forty meters deep...
You can have the surface... just let me be...
About The Song
This track finds its emotional core in the stunning news of a primaeval forest discovered thriving deep inside a Chinese sinkhole, untouched by the modern world. This story became a powerful metaphor for the act of emotional self-preservation within a damaging or unfulfilling relationship. Musically, it channels the moody, atmospheric R&B/Trap cadence of artists like Future and Drake, using a tense, syncopated beat to mirror the internal conflict. The song isn't about passive sadness; it's an anthem of active agency—the deliberate choice to seal off one's true, core self ('the forest') to protect it from a partner ('the surface') who cannot or will not understand its value. It answers the question, "What are you doing to survive?" with "I am building a world you cannot enter." It's about finding sanctuary not by leaving, but by going deeper within.
Production Notes
Vocals: The lead vocal should be close-mic'd and intimate, almost conspiratorial. Use a high-end condenser mic like a Neumann U 87. The vocal chain should feature heavy compression with a fast attack to catch the percussive elements of the delivery, but with a light touch of saturation for warmth. Background vocals in the chorus should be wide-panned, heavily reverbed, and slightly detuned to create a cavernous, 'forest' atmosphere.
Arrangement: The track is built on a foundation of a deep, resonant 808 kick drum that hits on unconventional beats, creating a feeling of unease. Over this, a rapid, skittering 16th-note hi-hat pattern (like a TR-808) provides tension. The main melodic hook is a filtered, descending synth arpeggio with a delay that sounds like water dripping in a cave. Keep instrumentation sparse in the verses to focus on the lyrical narrative, then let the full atmospheric pads and bass swell in the chorus for maximum impact. The bridge should strip back almost everything except a filtered pad and the raw lead vocal, creating a moment of stark, brutal honesty before the final chorus hits.
Mix Automation: Automate the reverb and delay sends on the main vocal heavily. In the verses, keep it relatively dry, but in the chorus, increase the send to the 'cavern' reverb to make the voice feel like it's echoing within the sinkhole metaphor. During the bridge, automate a low-pass filter to sweep across the pad, making it feel like it's receding before coming back full force.
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