Null Summit

Ward C Locke

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Null Summit

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Ward C Locke

I don't confine myself to a single genre. My muse draws from every direction, and I follow where it leads using various AI technologies.

Hello, and thank you for listening. I don't really have a single genre that I aspire to create. It's mainly just what I'm feeling in the moment. My muse draws inspiration from every direction. My musical voyage takes me on journeys both internal and external, journeys whose results I can't always predict. For me, it's truly the journey that matters, not the destination. I let my creativity flow freely, allowing it to guide me where it will. I don't constrain myself to a particular style or genre; instead, I embrace the boundless possibilities of musical expression. Each new piece is an adventure, an opportunity to explore uncharted sonic territory. My aim is not to adhere to any preconceived notions of what my music "should" sound like. Rather, I strive to authentically channel the emotions, ideas, and perspectives that well up within me at any given time. The end result may defy easy categorization, but that's part of the beauty. I'm not beholden to any expectations other than my own artistic vision. So in short, I let my muse be my guide. I follow where it leads, embracing the unpredictable journey of musical creation (via various AI technologies). I hope you'll join me on these voyages, as I never know quite where they might take us. Cheers!

Song Info

Genre

Beats • Beats General

Peak in subgenre #9

Author

Ward C Locke

Rights

Ward C Locke

Uploaded

January 06, 2026

Track Files

MP3

MP3 11.2 MB • 320 kbps • 4:54 minutes

Lossless

WAV 53.9 MB (no audio tag)

Meta Data

Samples

No samples, loops, or splices

BPM

115

Beat

4/4

Key

E min

Vocals

Female

Character

Energy

relaxed, cool

high-energy

Danceable

coffee-place

dancefloor

Positivity

dark, sad, angry

happy

Appeal

unique

radio-friendly

Story behind the song

The lyrics tell a story of a woman’s escape and transformation, using powerful nature imagery:

The Escape: The song begins with her taking the ridge at midnight with "no lantern" and "no goodbye," leaving behind every lover and every promise.

Defiance: The chorus emphasizes her independence and refusal to yield, with lines like "She’s not taking crap," "She's not going back," and "She's going under, over, yonder".

Symbolism: Imagery of a "storm coming down like judgment," "rooms of stone," and "rooms of gold" creates a cinematic and high-stakes atmosphere.

Resolution: The song concludes with the woman reclaiming her identity, stating "Take the ring, take the name," and choosing the "thunder" over the secrets of the mountain.

Lyrics and concept by Ward C Locke. Music produced with Suno AI.

Lyrics

She took the ridge at midnight, no lantern, no goodbye
White dress catching moonlight like a sail against the sky
Left every lover sleeping, left every promise torn
If there’s nothing at the summit
at least she’ll greet the dawn
Wind keeps asking questions
She answers with her feet

Rooms of stone rooms of gold
Rooms full of thunder
She’s not taking crap
She's not going back
She’s not growing old.
She’s going under, over, yonder

The storm came down like judgment, tore the cloak from her skin
She’s hanging on a knife-edge, fingers bleeding, giving in
One voice says “turn around, girl, nobody has to know
She tastes the rain and copper, and almost lets it go
Has anybody seen my
Has anybody seen my
old life?

Then one line, screamed like a spell:
“I was the thunder before you named the storm!

Rooms of stone rooms of gold
She smashes every window
She’s not coming back.
She’s not doing what she’s told.
She’s gone where the wild things go.

Take the ring, take the name, take the girl you thought you knew
I’m already past the edge motherfucker
there’s nothing left to lose

She steps into the silence where the sky and ridge ignite
No throne, no scroll, no angels - just the morning burning white
She spins once for the valley, once for every lie she shed
Then throws her silver ring into the wind
The mountain kept its secrets
She kept the thunder instead

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