[Intro]
Dim room, clock ticks like a fault line in the chest
Ash on the tongue, I measure the quiet I possess
[Verse 1]
I walk the edge of a memory, where the colors fade to gray
Breath fogs the window of my choices, night swallows the day
A pulse of doubt drums deeper than the syllables I say
In the pull of the silence, I’m learning where the shadows stay
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold my breath, count the echoes forming walls I can’t erase
Face in the glass, a stranger’s eyes return the gaze
[Chorus]
I would name the ache if words would listen
I’m tracing scars that never show on the skin
Tension hangs, a quiet lattice risen
Inside my chest, where storms begin
[Verse 2]
Concrete veins of the city bleed into my thoughts
I keep the door half-open to remind myself I’m caught
The morning wears a crown of ash and is it truth or loss I’ve sought?
I’m listening for a signal in the static thoughts I’ve taught
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold my breath, count the echoes forming walls I can’t erase
Face in the glass, a stranger’s eyes return the gaze
[Chorus]
I would name the ache if words would listen
I’m tracing scars that never show on the skin
Tension hangs, a quiet lattice risen
Inside my chest, where storms begin
[Bridge]
If the night laid down its mask, would I find a key or stay unmade?
The clock rehearses the same old lines I never said
Still I breathe against the dark, a stubborn flame I’ve kept intact
[Chorus]
I would name the ache if words would listen
I’m tracing scars that never show on the skin
Tension hangs, a quiet lattice risen
Inside my chest, where storms begin
[Outro]
The room narrows to a single breath, and I am still becoming
In the space between surrender and the will to rise, I’m learning to listen to the hush of morning
