Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Heard your name like a curse on the wind Every map on my wall said you’d win Silver crest on a blood‑red flag You were thunder on my borderland I wore armor that never quite fit Gilded crown over childhood grit Swore the sky would be ash Not blue If I ever had to bow to you [Chorus] But look at us now In a borrowed church Mud on our boots Letting go of the hurt Swords on the floor Crowns in the pews All of these scars saying “I choose you” They’ll write it down as a truce and a vow The wedding of the warring crowns Who’d ever think we’d be here now The wedding of the warring crowns [Verse 2] Met you first in the smoke and the rain Face to face in a field full of blame You were tired I was shaking too All that anger Nothing left to do Then you laughed at the rip in my sleeve Said “A queen can be brave and still bleed” In your eyes For a moment I saw Just a boy who was raised to love war [Chorus] And look at us now In a borrowed church Mud on our boots Letting go of the hurt Swords on the floor Crowns in the pews All of these scars saying “I choose you” They’ll write it down as a truce and a vow The wedding of the warring crowns Who’d ever think we’d be here now The wedding of the warring crowns [Bridge] Your mother cries in her faded blue veil My brother stares at the holes in the rail Are we traitors or are we brave If our love fills all these graves Take my hand under shattered glass light (oh) We were taught only “yours” and “mine” But your heartbeat answers my doubt Two old kingdoms breathing out [Chorus] So look at us now In this quiet room Apricot wine Wildflowers in bloom Swords on the floor Crowns in the pews All of these scars saying “I choose you” They write it down as a truce and a vow The wedding of the warring crowns Our little kiss is an empire’s sound The wedding of the warring crowns
Tags
folk, Soft acoustic-pop ballad with female vocals; fingerpicked guitar and warm upright bass, brushed snare, and gentle piano flourishes. Verses stay intimate and storytelling with close-mic vocal; chorus blooms with airy harmonies, light tambourine, and a subtle swell of strings. Bridge strips back to almost solo guitar, then final chorus lifts with layered vocals and a glimmer of glockenspiel for a hopeful, cinematic close., female vocals, pop, soft
Duration
3:29
Instrumental
No
Created
3/5/2026