Lyric

Light fractures on your coat like glass

We move in frames that never last

Grain settles in the corners of the frame

We trade the clear for something named

Edge static curls into a beat

We tighten up where shadow meets

Glass grain holds the small mistakes

City silver in its breaks

We skate the shallow and the deep

And keep the promises we sleep

Fragments shimmer, soft and bright

We move between the edge of night

Grain of light across your eyes

Holds the truth without disguise

A camera blinks, a taxi sighs

We count the seasons in your eyes

Film edges curl into a grin

We let the shallow let us in

Cut the pad, add a tiny snap

We fold the light into our lap

Glass grain holds the small mistakes

City silver in its breaks

We skate the shallow and the deep

And keep the promises we sleep

Soft echoes drift through empty streets

We breathe slow as the city sleeps

Echoes fold within the space

Shapes of sound trace every face

We glide across the fleeting scene

Through city streets both sharp and clean

Grain of light fades with distant sound

Footsteps linger where dreams are found