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An Island For The Meantime
(Verse 1)
The scientists never saw the pressure building deep
Just a tremor on a chart they couldn't keep
Then the seabed floor just broke its solemn vow
And threw a mountain up to where we're standing now
We drew the maps ourselves, with fingers in the ash
Pretended not to notice how it wasn't built to last.
(Pre-Chorus)
Black sand is cooling underfoot, still warm from the machine
You dare me to believe in this impossible new scene
And every tide that comes is stealing grains of what we made
But I'm building with you anyway, defiantly unafraid.
(Chorus)
We're an island for the meantime, a coastline doomed to break
We built a home of salt and fire for the ocean to reclaim
They'll say it was unstable, a momentary phase
But we're living out a lifetime in these beautiful, numbered days.
(Verse 2)
Your heartbeat is the rhythm of the magma far below
A dangerous and vital pulse that helps our garden grow
We name the jagged ridges and the valleys full of steam
And hold each other steady in this tectonic dream
I chart the lines of every new crack forming in the ground
And memorize the quiet way you never make a sound.
(Pre-Chorus)
The air is sharp with sulfur here, and cleaner than before
I'm breathing in the evidence of a planet ripped apart
And every wind that blows is carving hollows where we stood
But you're holding back the erosion, I knew you would.
(Chorus)
We're an island for the meantime, a coastline doomed to break
We built a home of salt and fire for the ocean to reclaim
They'll say it was unstable, a momentary phase
But we're living out a lifetime in these beautiful, numbered days.
(Bridge)
There's no foundation, no mainland, no rescue on the way
There's just the choice I'm making to keep on choosing to stay
To watch the summit sinking, to feel the edges fray
And love the land that’s leaving, one inch at a time, each day.
One inch at a time...
(Chorus - building in intensity and layers)
WE'RE AN ISLAND FOR THE MEANTIME, A COASTLINE DOOMED TO BREAK!
WE BUILT A HOME OF SALT AND FIRE FOR THE OCEAN TO RECLAIM!
THEY'LL SAY IT WAS UNSTABLE, A MOMENTARY PHASE!
BUT WE'RE LIVING OUT A LIFETIME IN THESE BEAUTIFUL, NUMBERED DAYS!
(Outro)
The ocean's coming for it all...
Let it come.
A coastline doomed to break...
Let it reclaim.
(Sound of waves, and one final, deep, resonant rumble, then silence).
About The Song
This song translates the geological event of a temporary volcanic island into a powerful metaphor for an intense, beautiful, and knowingly ephemeral relationship. Inspired by news of undersea eruptions creating new landmasses that are quickly eroded by the sea, 'An Island For The Meantime' is about choosing to build something magnificent in a space you know cannot last. It rejects cynicism and embraces the profound, life-altering power of a temporary connection. Instead of focusing on the inevitable loss, the narrator is an active participant—mapping the terrain, naming the features, and cherishing the 'numbered days.' It’s a defiant anthem for anyone who has experienced a 'situationship,' a summer romance, or any fleeting period of intense connection, capturing the feeling of living a lifetime within a moment, on a fragile piece of ground made of 'salt and fire'.
Production Notes
Genre: Alt-Pop / Indie Electronic / Downtempo
Instrumentation: A sparse, atmospheric arrangement that builds into a powerful, layered chorus. The verses should feel intimate and close, while the chorus opens up into a vast, cinematic soundscape.
Vocals: The lead vocal should be recorded with a high-end condenser mic like a Neumann U87 to capture warmth and intimate detail. Verse delivery is close-mic'd, almost spoken, with audible breaths. Pre-chorus builds in pitch and intensity. Chorus vocals are layered, with a strong lead, a tight double, and wide-panned harmonies with heavy plate reverb. The performance should reflect the Active Agency Mandate: it's not mournful, but defiant and cherishable.
Rhythm: The verse beat is a downtempo, syncopated rhythm using samples of crackling rock and deep, sub-bass rumbles (like distant seismic activity). The chorus introduces a driving 4/4 kick and snare pattern that feels both powerful and relentless, like the ocean itself.
Arrangement & Automation: Verses are minimal: sub-bass, a simple arpeggiated synth pad (like sonar pings), and the main vocal. In the pre-chorus, introduce a rising string pad or reverse cymbal swells. For the chorus, the mix explodes: the stereo field widens dramatically, layered synths, distorted bass, and lush reverb trails fill the space. In the bridge, strip it all back to a single piano or synth pad and the vocal to create maximum dynamic contrast before the final, explosive chorus. The outro should feature the sounds of waves and a final deep sub-bass drop fading into silence.
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