Lyric

Black satin at the doorway

White faces in the glass

Everyone knew the story

But no one let it pass

The truth was in the collar

The pearls against the throat

A room can keep a secret

If every smile is closed

We dressed the wound in manners

And called the evening kind

The Dress Code Was Silence

No one asked why

We held our grief like crystal

And carried it inside

Your name moved through the candles

Too carefully to burn

I watched the guests look downward

As if it was their turn

The plates arrived like warnings

The silver caught the light

I folded all my anger

Until it looked polite

Some truths are never spoken

They only change the air

The Dress Code Was Silence

Every mouth stayed clean

We wore the perfect sorrow

Like something tailored clean

I wanted one loud minute

One fracture in the room

But rage became a ribbon

And tied itself to you

The Dress Code Was Silence

So nothing had to break

We left the room immaculate

With all the knives awake