Daedalus: The Engine Dreams of Flight (Vocal Architecture)

(harmonium and percussion rise in 13/8; voice enters gently within the pulse)

I build the air with measured hands

and trace the wind in steel

The labyrinth remembers me

its echo turns the wheel

(percussion and bass entwine; harmonium glides above in uneven cycles)

The pattern hums, the floor divides

I follow where it sings

A dream of weightless symmetry

unfolds beneath my wings

(harmonium fragments rise; rhythm splits then reforms)

I speak in gears and memory

the silence answers true

Each motion builds a second sky

that opens into blue

(percussion expands in 13/8; harmonium pulses as if breathing)

The frame dissolves, the measure breaks

my shadow leaves the ground

Through corridors of rising air

I lose the shape I found

(harmonium holds one sustained note; rhythm decays into echo)

The engine dreams, and dreaming flies

and never touches down