Lyric

Warm tubes hum, an amber glow

Night air running over strings

Clean on the edge—like breaking glass—

A sky I wish you’d see

Countless stars, but tonight I wanna count

The little breath that should be here by me

Cold in the air, but my chest stays warm—

“Be here,” I whisper, tune and tune

Words won’t come, so let these fingers talk

On open strings I call your name

Let me see the unseen

Hold a hand I can’t touch

I’mma play tonight

Sound knows the way home

Saving you a seat made outta sound—

If it finds you, baby, just smile

“Life don’t mean nothin’ now,” spills on my knees

This tender ache don’t even need a pick

Starlight feels far—close with my eyes closed

Between memory and real, I chase a chord

Gravel speaks once; the night draws a breath

From somewhere, it feels like I heard—

“Hey… it’s alright. The sound will cross the sky.”

One small line, and everything locks

E and G stop crying—finally agree

Let these lonely nights

Finally meet up

I’mma play tonight

Sound knows the way home

I’ll send this tone to where you are—

Again and again till it lands

That bench we promised is empty tonight

But your laugh lines turned constellations

If touch can’t happen, let notes overlap—

I’ll hold the rests like breaths

Let me see the unseen

Hold a hand I can’t touch

I’mma play tonight

Sound knows the way home

I aim this air toward you—let it sing

If you can hear me, send a sign—

A wind chime will do

Harmonics rise like tiny meteors

“See? It crossed.” — or so it feels