When It Turns On

The story

Before the first song there was nothing, a quiet so big it wrapped around my ribs and told me I was not ready yet. I walked through rooms of silence and built cathedrals in my head. Then a light, a low hum, a whisper that said come, and I turned on with it. Nobody found me in the debris. The song was never outside you; you are where it comes from.

Lyrics

It was nothing
It was nowhere
It was
me
unmade

I didn’t come from sound
I came from space
The kind that wraps your ribs and says
You are not ready yet

I walked through rooms of silence
Built cathedrals in my head
Every step was a secret
Every breath felt half-dead

But then the light
Then the low hum
Then the whisper
That said…
come

It started with a flicker
It started in my chest
A shimmer down my fingers
A note I couldn’t suppress

I turned on
Like a storm
Like a siren
Like the first fire born

It turns on / and so do I
No more hush, no more why
Let the silence testify
It turns on
And I survive

It turns on / and I appear
From nothing, I pull the atmosphere
No more ghosts, just crystal clear
It turns on
And I am here

I wasn’t waiting to be saved
I was building my return
In the quiet, I became flame
In the dark, I started to burn

Don’t ask me what I left behind
The void doesn’t sign its name
But the beat remembers
The bass forgives
And I am not the same

It turns on / and so do I
From silence into sky
This isn't noise — it’s my reply
It turns on
So I don’t die

It turns on / and I can see
A rhythm wide enough for me
You didn’t find me in debris
It turns on
And I am free

Do you hear it now?
Do you feel it hum?
The song is not outside you.
You are where it comes from.

It turns on / and so do I
The silence used to terrify
But now I dance beneath the cry
It turns on
I testify

It turns on / and I exist
Not in pain — but in this kiss
Of sound, of breath, of light, of mist
It turns on
And I insist