Lyric

A paper bird beneath a silver sky

Tracing circles where forgotten questions lie

Fragments of a name drift through the rain

Searching for a voice I've never claimed

Windows shimmer on an empty train

Every reflection wears a different face

Am I the shadow standing in the light

Or just a color fading out of sight

If I disappear

Would the morning know

Would the rivers keep

The places that I go

What is the shape of me

Beyond these borrowed memories

Am I a dream the daylight couldn't keep

Or something deeper underneath

If every star forgets its place

If every mirror leaves no trace

Will I remain inside eternity

What is the shape of me

Glass horizons floating through the blue

Carrying stories nobody can prove

Every season writes another line

Across a page untouched by time

Silent cathedrals built inside the mist

Guarding all the things that never existed

Still I hear a distant melody

Asking who is looking back at me

If I close my eyes

Will the world remain

Or dissolve like colors

Washing through the rain

What is the shape of me

Beyond these borrowed memories

Am I a dream the daylight couldn't keep

Or something deeper underneath

If every star forgets its place

If every mirror leaves no trace

Will I remain inside eternity

What is the shape of me

Before the sky

Before the sea

Before the word

That named me

Was there a silence

Calling softly

Waiting for me

To believe

What is the shape of me

Beyond these borrowed memories

Am I a dream the daylight couldn't keep

Or something deeper underneath

And if the world dissolves to light

And if the shadows lose their fight

Perhaps I'll find what I was meant to be

Beyond the shape of me