Whispers of the Woods

This video was made with a collaboration of Clipchamp, Chat GPT, FL Studio, and Suno.

Lyrics:

[Intro: Soft Flute, Light Strings, Hand Drum Beat]
Bada-Bada yeah ah…
Bada-Bada ooh yeah ah…

[Verse 1: Harp, Gentle Flute]
When I was wee, my mam once told,
A tale as dark as the night grows cold.
“Beware the woods, so wild an’ deep,
Where creatures stir while ye’re fast asleep.”

But I’ll nae be hidin’ from shadows cast,
The stories o’ old, they’ll no’ last.
Tonight I’ll stand, in the glow o’ light,
No longer bound by fear or fright.

[Chorus: Full Band - Fiddle, Pipes, Bodhrán]
Ahh la ahh la… ahh la ahh…
The tales that we’ve come to dread,
Shall one day rest, be put to bed.
Come sing with me, this song so true,
Of beasts old an’ shadows, through an’ through.
Ohh bada-bada, the tale unfolds,
Till we’re wise, an’ brave, an’ bold.
We’ll hold onto the love we’ve sown,
An’ fear no more what’s left unknown.

[Post-Chorus: Light Fiddle, Echoing Vocals]
“Take pride in what ye sow,
But fear the hunger that will surely grow.
I’ve raised ye with all I know,
An’ ye’ll pass it on to those ye hold.”

[Verse 2: Flute, Hand Drum, Soft Strings]
Out in the dark, they say it waits,
A force o’ nature, a twist o’ fates.
But now I stand in the light so clear,
No longer frozen by my fear.

I’ve seen the woods with me own two eyes,
Beyond the fear, there’s a world that lies.
We young ones rise, an’ we lead the way,
The dawn will come, an’ we’ll face the day.

[Chorus: Full Band - Fiddle, Pipes, Bodhrán]
Ahh la ahh la… ahh la ahh…
The tales that we’ve come to dread,
Shall one day rest, be put to bed.
Come sing with me, this song so true,
Of beasts old an’ shadows, through an’ through.
Ohh bada-bada, the tale unfolds,
Till we’re wise, an’ brave, an’ bold.
We’ll hold onto the love we’ve sown,
An’ fear no more what’s left unknown.

[Bridge: Soft Harp, Whistling Winds]
But heed the warnin’ in this tune,
The woods still hide the beasts o’ doom.
For though the night is filled with song,
The shadows stretch an’ grow so long.

[Post-Chorus: Echoing Fiddle, Whispering Vocals]
“Take pride in what ye sow,
But fear the hunger that will surely grow.
I’ve raised ye with all I know,
An’ ye’ll pass it on to those ye hold.”

[Verse 3: Aisling’s Message to the Village]
We are the ones who’ll make the change,
No longer will we fear the strange.
The woods may hold their ancient lore,
But we’ll explore, and learn much more.

The elders say that we should stay,
Inside our homes, an’ never stray.
But I say no, the time has come,
To face our fears an’ see them run.

[Chorus: Full Band - Fiddle, Pipes, Bodhrán]
Ahh la ahh la… ahh la ahh…
The tales that we’ve come to dread,
Shall one day rest, be put to bed.
Come sing with me, this song so true,
Of beasts old an’ shadows, through an’ through.
Ohh bada-bada, the tale unfolds,
Till we’re wise, an’ brave, an’ bold.
We’ll hold onto the love we’ve sown,
An’ fear no more what’s left unknown.

[Outro: Soft Fiddle, Fading Flute]
Bada-Bada yeah ah…
Bada-Bada ooh yeah ah…
So sing with me, don’t be afraid,
The night won’t last, the dawn will break.

[Outro: Soft Fiddle, Fading Flute]
Bada-Bada yeah ah…
Bada-Bada ooh yeah ah…
So sing with me, don’t be afraid,
The night won’t last, the dawn will break.