Faking Light Until You Shone: Indie Hymn for the Weary Soul

This is for my best friend and love.

Yes, a shared dream, though broken true,
Dreamers unbroken, dreaming anew.
This song is about battling depression, self-doubt, and doing it with a partner, doing the same. Finding a partner in life is the answer. If you are in a dark place, understand you are not alone. There are people out there to help, and allowing them to help you, you also help them. May you find love and light among those closest to you.
I used ChatGPT4o, Suno, Dreamstudio, Luma, Runway, and OpenShot to create this.

The Suno genre/descriptors were: Indie Folk, bitttersweet, male vocals, personal, dreamy.

Here're the lyrics:

(Verse 1)
Quiet mornings, pills, your cover,
Withdrawal, aching, I watched you suffer.
Early up, hoping you'd follow,
Digging deep, desperate to fill the hollow.

(Pre-Chorus)
Spectral steps on white marble,
Tai chi and stretching, break your hobble,
Darkness tread, before daybreak,
Despairing ko-el calls, your thoughts opaque.

(Chorus)
Still, humid mornings pressed upon us,
Through tai chi and stretching, undaunted,
Heading out into the darkness,
I buried my self and thoughts, still performing.

(Verse 2)
I tried to be a light, consumed by you,
Your body a silent mannequin, my words askew.
Dark mornings, shadows stealing the show,
Moments blurred by medication, concern's undertow.

(Pre-Chorus)
Finding strength, praying for dawn,
Talking when you reached out, withdrawn,
A gentle stream, my mind a flood,
Seeking signs of new growth, seeking bud.

(Chorus)
Still, humid mornings pressed upon us,
Through tai chi and stretching, undaunted,
Heading out into the darkness,
I buried my self and thoughts, still performing.

(Bridge)
Blinded by darkness, facing sunrises,
Grasping at light, holding onto prizes.
You began to speak, nightmares in flight,
Listening, carrying you to new sights.

(Pre-Chorus)
The journey was rough, at times not deep enough,
Dragging you, waiting, beyond my strength.

(Chorus)
Emotionally stalled, yet moving on,
Through tai chi and stretching, undaunted,
Walking into the calling darkness,
I was worried, but kept on performing.

(Additional Verse)
"Good morning," I would smile and say,
You walked in, a silent display,
Hoping warmth could break the gloom,
Silent pleas in the room.

(Verse 3)
Quiet streets, long hot walks, your pace slow,
Desire to be out, hope's gentle glow.
Stopping tired, yet pushing to explore,
Flicker of hope in moments we adored.

(Bridge)
Wanting to shake you awake, lash out in despair,
Knowing it wouldn't help, feeling bare.
No room for my own vulnerability to show,
Hurting quietly, emotions in tow.

(Additional Bridge)
Brewing cold coffee, hoping to ignite,
Morning spark, your interest in sight.
A gesture of love, a ritual to share,
Waking your spirits, showing I care.

(Additional Bridge)
Exploring city shops and restaurants,
Hokkien words and prata, biryani, dance.
Banana prata, laughter in shame,
Tasting beauty, igniting the flame.

(Outro)
Kingfishers darting, flashes of blue,
Electric moments, joyous and true.
Into the pool after years, dive in time,
Splash of renewal, rhythm, chime.
Yes, a shared dream, though broken true,
Dreamers unbroken, dreaming anew.

Yes, a shared dream, though broken true,
Dreamers unbroken, dreaming anew.