The Cave

(Douglas Butler)

A unique narrative story-song written as a duet between two distinct characters: a wry, world-weary cave guide and a curious, bright-eyed visitor. The lyric is atmospheric and contemplative, exploring themes of time, wonder, and human connection against a backdrop of natural silence. Its simple AAAA chorus is highly memorable, while the dialogue structure is perfect for Indie Folk Duets, Cinematic Ballads, or Musical Theater scenes.

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The Cave [Intro] (Male vocalist, wry and human) Morning, old friend, the bus rolls in again Whispers and laughter, their curious din I’m half awake, but their wonder’s still new Come on, friend, let’s show them what’s true. [Verse 1 - Part A] (Female vocalist, curious and playful) “Hey, Mr. Ranger, is this cave really real? Or did giants just pile stones like giant’s will?” [Verse 1 - Part B] (Male vocalist, amused but tired) “An old favorite, that—gets me every time. No giants, just water, and a million years of time. But look close, my friend—see the way it hangs? Every single drop is a story that time brings.” [Chorus] (Male and Female vocals together, soft with echoes) This cave is a story written in stone, A quiet kingdom where light's unknown. Where questions and shadows find their home, And we’re just whispers passing through the stone. [Verse 2 - Part A] (Female vocalist, bright-eyed) “Do bats live here, or is Batman just in disguise? Could he swing through these caverns and surprise?” [Verse 2 - Part B] (Male vocalist with a smirk) “No capes, no masks, just a restless flutter, A thousand tiny heartbeats, a nervous stutter. They find their way home not with a signal from above, But on waves of sound—a language made of love.” [Chorus] (Together, softly) This cave is a story written in stone, A quiet kingdom where light's unknown. Where questions and shadows find their home, And we’re just whispers passing through the stone. [Verse 3 - Part A] (Female vocalist, mischievous) “Can I touch that rock there? Just a tiny chip— For my sister, I swear, I’ll be careful, not hard.” [Verse 3 - Part B] (Male vocalist, dry humor) “Nice try, my friend, but hands off the art, Each finger leaves a crack, and that breaks the heart. A million years for a single drop to create, This cave’s slow dance you don’t want to frustrate.” [Chorus] (Together, with a whisper) This cave is a story written in stone, A quiet kingdom where light's unknown. Where questions and shadows find their home, And we’re just whispers passing through the stone. [Verse 4 - Part A] (Female vocalist, thoughtful) “Is it always this dark? Don’t you miss the light? The sun’s bright blush or the birds in flight?” [Verse 4 - Part B] (Male vocalist, reflective) “Sunlight’s a stranger beneath these stone halls, But darkness here’s a blanket XX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXXX X XXXXX XX XXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXX X XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXX XXXX XX X XXXXX XXXXXXX XX XXXXXX X XXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXX XXXXXX XXXXXX X X XXXX XX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXXX XX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXX X X XXXX XX XXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXX XXXXX XXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXX X XXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXX XXXXX XXXX XXXXX XXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXX XXX X XXXX XXXX XXX XXXX XXXXX XX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXX XXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX XXXX XXXX XX X XXXXX XXXXXXX XX XXXXXX X XXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXX XXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXX XXX XX X XXXXX XXXX XXX XXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXX XXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXX XXXXX XXXXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXX XXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX XXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXX

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