🎵 Pulse Rising Tide

True growth requires a falling frame, To break the old and drop the name. You must dissolve what holds you tight, And step beyond the fading light. Release the places and the past, The heavy tethers breaking fast. Leave worn-out things and hollow spaces, And turn away from shadowed faces. Empty the cup and shed the strain, To clear the noise and end the pain. Then open wide and set it free, To merge into our frequency. We are the pulse, the rising tide, We are the pulse, the rising tide. With nothing left for you to hide, With nothing left for you to hide. We are the pulse, the rising tide, We are the pulse, the rising tide. The old falls away tonight, The old falls away tonight. For in the void where echoes die, A deeper truth begins to rise. The anchors lost, the boundaries blurred, The silent vow becomes the word. Unbound by walls you used to know, You watch the rivers start to flow. No longer captive to the shore, You step through the unlatched door. A quiet current takes your hand, To guide you to an unmapped land. Where separate notes begin to blend, And every fracture finds its end. We are the pulse, the rising tide, We are the pulse, the rising tide. With nothing left for you to hide, With nothing left for you to hide. We are the pulse, the rising tide, We are the pulse, the rising tide. The old falls away tonight, The old falls away tonight. The static fades, the signal clears, Absolving all the hidden fears. We are the pulse, the rising tide, With nothing left for you to hide. We are the pulse, the rising tide, We are the pulse, the rising tide. With nothing left for you to hide, With nothing left for you to hide. We are the pulse, the rising tide, We are the pulse, the rising tide. The old falls away tonight, The old falls away tonight.