歌詞

Green hands touch the sound

Light stays on moving skin

No reason to explain

We color what is here

I don’t rush the note

I let it fall late

Paint this moment with sound

Soft, but clear and true

No words needed now

The color moves through you

Wood taps gently bright

Strings draw thin blue lines

Keys fall, then disappear

The space begins to glow

Nothing pushed ahead

Nothing held too tight

Paint this moment with sound

Soft, but clear and true

No words needed now

The color moves through you

A small sound, placed behind

Changes shape, but not the line

Not in front, not in time

Just a shade that lags behind

Nothing louder than before

Nothing added to the score

Still the air begins to move

Painted slow, and painted loose

Paint this moment with sound

Leave no trace behind

Just a tone, just a shade

Drifting slightly out of line