[Intro]
Whispers stitched in pale light, the screen hums low
I map the shadows like constellations on a fogged window
[Verse 1]
Bits of truth drift in a rain of numbers
A heartbeat logged, a breath recorded in the margins
I line up timelines, stitch by careful stitch
Trying to hear your last seconds through a spectral switch
[Pre-Chorus]
If absence has a length, I’ll measure every inch
With rulers made of memory and clinical inch, inch by inch
[Chorus]
The data keeps you where I can almost touch you
In graphs and grids, I hear your echo pull through
Evidence becomes a lullaby, a soft, exact crease
Finding strange solace in the certainty of release
[Verse 2]
Fragments orbit like satellites around a wreck
I interpolate your laughter from the tilt of a neck
A forensic moonlight teaches me to breathe again
As hypotheses bloom like stars across a canvas of rain
[Pre-Chorus]
If time is a thread, I pull it through the seam
Reconstructing your last smile from the residue of dream
[Chorus]
The data keeps you where I can almost touch you
In graphs and grids, I hear your echo pull through
Evidence becomes a lullaby, a soft, exact crease
Finding strange solace in the certainty of release
[Bridge]
I count the breaths you never took, a careful refrain
Temperature, velocity, the cadence of your name
Though the accident is loud, the quiet speaks in scale
I cling to formulas when the heart begins to fail
[Chorus]
The data keeps you where I can almost touch you
In graphs and grids, I hear your echo pull through
Evidence becomes a lullaby, a soft, exact crease
Finding strange solace in the certainty of release
[Outro]
So I close the case with a patient, trembling grace
Your final moments etched in numbers I embrace
A quiet arithmetic carries me through the night
Knowing the truth of annihilation my hand shakes as I write this truth i will never hold you again
