Lyric

Rain on the window seam

Same hour, different dream

Hands held in a broken frame

Sweet ache learning a new name

A spoon in a chipped white bowl

Two moons in a shallow soul

One keeps shining through the bruise

One keeps losing what it knew

The air turns honey and frost

Every found thing wants to cost

A door swings open on a sigh

And the whole room learns goodbye

Not a blaze

Just a glow that lingers

Salt on the tongue

And gold on the fingers

Half a song

Caught in the stairwell

Hold that ache

Hold it well

Old postcards on the floor

Faded edges, wanting more

A jasmine stain on a sleeve

Like summer trying to leave

Two cups, one crack, one shine

One for now and one for time

Even the shadows bend and lean

When your silence slips between

The air turns honey and frost

Every found thing wants to cost

A door swings open on a sigh

And the whole room learns goodbye

No bright flame

Just a slow return

Paper wings

That still want to burn

Soft ruin

With a silver seam

Love like this

Stays in between

At the edge of the curtain lace

Night leaves fingerprints on the place

Every name turns thin as smoke

Every promise wears a cloak

Still, that faint and haunted light

Keeps the cold from taking flight

What was lost can still remain

Like a hymn inside the rain

Not a blaze

Just a pulse that lingers

Salt on the mouth

And light on the fingers

A bruise of dawn

Under thin glass

Love like this

Chooses to pass