Lyric

Porcelain breath in a silver room

Stone remembers a softer tune

Glass bends light, then lets it go

Wood still dreams in undertow

No clear line, no fixed ground

Heartbeat stays, the edges blur

I lean back, but stay in time

Let the rhythm draw the border

Craft Cat — drifting inside the beat

Craft Cat — dream and matter meet

Made but feeling true

I don’t know where I end with you

Marble steps in weightless time

Stained glass breathes in broken shine

Not alive, not asleep

Secrets cut too deep to keep

Voice behind, the beat stays tight

Fake the groove, but hit it right

I don’t chase, I don’t define

Let the blur stay on the line

Craft Cat — drifting inside the beat

Craft Cat — dream and matter meet

Made but feeling true

I don’t know where I end with you

Light forgets where it began

Dreams return to crafted hands

No answer drawn, no final sign

Crafted cat, crafted mind