LYRIC FOR SALE

By Stephanie M Mancini

Wings of the Deep
[Spoken Word Intro]
They think thinking is just a way out.
A concrete shaft. A backup plan. A fire escape.
But they don’t see the water rising.
They don’t feel the pressure of the deep.
When the storm hits the surface...
You don’t look for an exit.
You look for an anchor.
[Verse 1]
That stairway is more than a backup plan
More than an exit when the fire expands
Sometimes it's a steel ladder climbing through the dark
A hidden bridge where the waters part
Between the uncertainties and a twist of fate
Between the loneliness and one miraculous open gate
It connects her to you, and you to me
Like a shoreline reaching for the sea
[Chorus]
Every step upon the flight
Every landing brings a brand new height
It’s a rising mast standing proud and tall
Lifting us up before the curtains fall
An escape hatch open to the offshore breeze
Taking us straight to the open seas
With just a pen and a pad to steer
The deeper we go, the more it's clear
[Verse 2]
The silent weight of echoes through the rails
The steady anchor in the gales
They hold the secrets of the rising tide
The quiet power she’s been forced to hide
This is your sanctuary, your aquatic room
Where the currents start to move
My angel waiting in the wings of the deep
Guarding the promises we used to keep
[Chorus]
Every step upon the flight
Every landing brings a brand new height
It’s a rising mast standing proud and tall
Lifting us up before the curtains fall
An escape hatch open to the offshore breeze
Taking us straight to the open seas
With just a pen and a pad to steer
The deeper we go, the more it's clear
[Bridge]
There’s no place down here where they hear the cries
Pressure building up as the current rises
But the rehearsal stage is bound to break
For all the space we are about to take
She’s been preparing her whole life for the flood
Unlocking the oceans inside her blood
The hatch is spinning, the locks give way
We’re breaking the surface into the dawn of day
[Outro]
The bridge between her and you
You and me, swimming through
From the bottom of the dark to the endless blue
Nothing but the wind and the open sea
When the storm hits the surface...
You don’t look for an exit.
You look for an anchor.