**[Intro]**
*(Suno: Soft, sparse piano chords, single high note repeating, vinyl crackle in the background. No drums. BPM 65)*
**[Verse 1]**
*(Suno: Whispery, breathy female voice, close-mic, intimate)*
The streetlights are blurring in the rain on my window
I trace your name on the cold glass with my fingertip
I told myself that silence was a friend I could keep
But the space between these four walls is starting to slip
I replay your laugh on a loop in my tired mind
A movie scene I directed, but I can't press rewind
**[Pre-Chorus]**
*(Suno: Voice starts to crack, slight reverb. Piano chords get fuller, a low cello note fades in)*
There's a physics to this longing I can't understand
I'm not holding on to anything, but I can't let go of your hand
I should be moving on, I should be strong by now...
**[Chorus]**
*(Suno: Vocals become powerful, soaring, and crystal clear. Big, emotional belt. Drums enter: slow, heavy kick and a soft shaker. Deep, resonant bass. Melody must be very catchy and repetitive)*
**(Oh-oh-oh) You are the gravity I can't break free from**
**(Oh-oh-oh) I'm falling up into the dark, right back to where I'm from**
You echo in the quiet, you're the tremor in my hands
The only constant in the wreckage of my plans
**(Oh-oh-oh) You are the gravity, pulling me under**
A six-letter hurricane, a perfect, painful wonder
**[Verse 2]**
*(Suno: Back to intimate, but with more confidence in the voice. Piano becomes slightly more rhythmic)*
Your sweater in my closet still carries your scent
It's a phantom limb of comfort, heaven-sent
I drive past our café, but I never go inside
Just watching shadows where our younger selves used to hide
I tell myself I'm healing, that the wound is getting old
But your memory cuts sharper when the story is told
**[Pre-Chorus]**
*(Suno: Same build as before, but more desperate this time)*
There's a physics to this madness, a beautiful disease
I'm down on my knees in the wreckage, just begging, "Hold me, please"
I should be moving on, I should be gone by now...
**[Chorus]**
*(Suno: Full band enters. Add a subtle, distant electric guitar playing high, shimmering chords. Background vocal harmonies (oohs) layered behind the main voice)*
**(Oh-oh-oh) You are the gravity I can't break free from**
**(Oh-oh-oh) I'm falling up into the dark, right back to where I'm from**
You echo in the quiet, you're the tremor in my hands
The only constant in the wreckage of my plans
**(Oh-oh-oh) You are the gravity, pulling me under**
A six-letter hurricane, a perfect, painful wonder
**[Bridge]**
*(Suno: Music cuts out almost completely. Just one piano key and the raw, unedited voice. Crying, breaking)*
Maybe I'm the one who chose the fall
I built the walls, I painted every single crack on the hall
I miss the war more than I miss the peace
I miss the way you looked at me...
*(Suno: Beat stops for 2 seconds of total silence before the final chorus)*
**[Chorus]**
*(Suno: EXPLOSION of sound. Maximalist, cinematic. Add a gospel-like background choir echoing "Gravity!". Drums are huge. Vocals are raw, screaming with emotion, holding the last note of "wonder" as long as possible)*
**(Oh-oh-oh!) You are the gravity I can't break free from!**
**(Oh-oh-oh!) I'm falling up into the dark, right back to where I'm from!**
You echo in the quiet, you're the tremor in my hands
The only constant in the wreckage of my plans!
**(Oh-oh-oh!) You are the gravity, pulling me under!**
A six-letter hurricane, a perfect, painful wonder!
**[Outro]**
*(Suno: Music fades back to just the piano from the Intro. Voice becomes a whisper, exhausted)*
You're my gravity...
Pulling me under...
*(Suno: One final, sustained piano chord that fades into nothing)*
