Track · Apr 1, 2026 · English

Three Falling Branches

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Duration

3:04

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Morning leans on my window

Tea cooling in my quiet hands

Your sweater on the old chair

Dust dancing like tiny fans

[Chorus]

Singing birds on three falling branches

You said

“love is learning to let go”

Flowers in the wind

Second chances

Blowing through the places we call home

Singing birds on three falling branches

Hold on

Then you watch them roam

[Verse 2]

You traced maps on the table

Circling all the lives we’d live

I laughed

Said

“we are not able”

You smiled like you still believed

[Chorus]

Singing birds on three falling branches

You said

“love is learning to let go”

Flowers in the wind

Second chances

Blowing through the places we call home

Singing birds on three falling branches

Hold on

Then you watch them roam

[Bridge]

If they stay

They never learn the sky

If they leave

We never learn the why

I water all the wilted plans we made

Watch them lean

Then lift

Then fade

[Chorus]

Singing birds on three falling branches

You said

“love is learning to let go”

Flowers in the wind

Second chances

Blowing through the places we call home

Singing birds on three falling branches

Hold on

Then you watch them roam

Style

tender indie-folk ballad with nylon-string guitar and soft pianointimate male vocals. verses stay sparse and close-mic’d; chorus adds light stringsbrushed kitand airy harmonies. gentle build through the bridgethen a hushed final hook with lingering reverb.english

Prompt

Singing birds on three falling branches flowers in the wind

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Prompt byPrimeFalcon436

GeneratedApr 1, 2026

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