Lyric

Somebody called from the edge of the room

Not like the sound I was born into

It touched the air, then it stayed behind

A silver thread in the back of my mind

I laughed it off, but the mirror knew

How one small echo can change the view

Same old face in a different frame

Almost me, but not the same

No thunder came

No heavens opened wide

Just a quiet pull

From the other side

And when the music starts

I don't ask why

I turn around

To the sound inside

Call me once and the ceiling opens

Velvet wires in a midnight sky

I walk the floor in a borrowed motion

Still every step feels nearly mine

Under glass, I learn the outline

Of a voice that knows where to arrive

Not a mask and not confession

Into I

In the dressing room after the glow

I hear it softly, low and slow

A second door with no golden key

Waiting there, looking back at me

I never planned for the room to change

Or for my shadow to rearrange

But every time that sound comes through

The old address comes loose

No final line

No perfect alibi

Just a quiet pull

From the other side

And when the music starts

I don't ask why

I turn around

To the sound inside

Call me once and the ceiling opens

Velvet wires in a midnight sky

I walk the floor in a borrowed motion

Still every step feels nearly mine

Under glass, I learn the outline

Of a voice that knows where to arrive

Not a mask and not confession

Into I

I used to think a word was only air

A little glitter disappearing there

Now it waits beneath the song

Half familiar, half unknown

If I answer, if I shine

If the room says, “there you are”

Maybe I was always near

Maybe I was never far

Call me once and the ceiling opens

Velvet wires in a midnight sky

I walk the floor in a borrowed motion

Still every step feels nearly mine

Under glass, I learn the outline

Of a voice that knows where to arrive

Not a mask and not confession

Into I