Lyric

Time bends, but doesn't break

I slip into a minute that doesn't want to end

The hands look at me askance

And I walk, even if the world stands still

A thought repeats itself like a tired echo

The lights turn on backwards

Every step is a déjà vu that won't leave me

I am the noise that precedes the silence

The sky pulses like a broken heart

The cracks in the wall speak to me softly

There is no direction, only vibration

There is no time, only distortion

Time bends beneath my feet

I don't run, I don't slow down

I am the heartbeat that defies the clock

I am the sound that has no calendar

A streetlight floats above my head

The shadows move before the light

I speak with voices I haven't thought of yet

And I feel I live, even if I don't know when

Time chases me but I change shape

I become a note, I become a crack, I become the wind

Every second is a labyrinth

Every beat is an escape

Time bends beneath my feet

I don't run, I don't slow down

I am the heartbeat that defies the clock

I am the sound that has no calendar

And if time were to turn off tomorrow

I would stay lit

Like a distortion that doesn't want to end