[Verse 1]
Tia speaks in quiet light, Riley, I remember your name like a soft afterglow
We walked through rain-washed streets where the lamplight tried to hold us slow
I carry your laughter as a lantern when the rooms grow large and cold
And when the hour trembles, I listen for your breath returning to the old
[Chorus]
You are the slow sun filtered through glass, a mercy I keep for the road
In every ache there is a thread of grace, a place where stories are our home
Let me hold your memory gently, till the night agrees to let us go
And tell you I am here, still here, in the quiet afterglow
[Verse 2]
I map our days in notes of rain on the window pane, a soft refrain
The story of how two hearts learned to breathe in the same weathered rain
I send you warmth in a letter folded tight, a kiss sealed with my name
Kneeling to listen for your heartbeat in the pause between each flame
[Chorus]
You are the slow sun filtered through glass, a mercy I keep for the road
In every ache there is a thread of grace, a place where stories are our home
Let me hold your memory gently, till the night agrees to let us go
And tell you I am here, still here, in the quiet afterglow
[Bridge]
If the world grows heavy, I will be the hush that steadies your breath
A patient harbor where your weathered courage can rest and mend
We carry one small, shared confession: that tenderness outlives every ache
That human touch, a simple map, can still teach us to begin again
[Chorus]
You are the slow sun filtered through glass, a mercy I keep for the road
In every ache there is a thread of grace, a place where stories are our home
Let me hold your memory gently, till the night agrees to let us go
And tell you I am here, still here, in the quiet afterglow
[Outro]
So I speak to you in stillness, Riley, with the warmth that love commands
May you feel my presence in the spaces between us, like soft, unending hands
