Lyric

Verse 1

He sets the music, soft and clear

A beat that sways but stays right here

Scissors tap, a brushed hi-hat

Like jazz that doesn't know it's that

Verse 2

Steam curls up from lemon tea

His hands in motion, floating free

The floorboards hum, the mirror shines

Time unwraps in subtle lines

Pre-Chorus

I sit in rhythm, still and slow

The mirror sings the things I know

A strand of hair, a piece of light

He hums a bar, then fades from sight

Chorus

The quiet between tracks

Where everything leans back

No voices loud, no urgent plans

Just one soft loop between our hands

The quiet between tracks

A breath that never lacks

I hear him move, but not too near

Like music only I can hear

Verse 3

The shelf holds books he never reads

A clock that ticks in broken beats

The sun reflects along the glass

He turns, and quietly lets it pass

Pre-Chorus

I sit in rhythm, still and slow

The mirror sings the things I know

His playlist drips like melting wax

Between the pause, the soul reacts

Bridge

A page that turns itself each day

A rhythm meant to drift, not stay

I wonder if he ever knew

The sound he makes comes shining through

Chorus (Final)

The quiet between tracks

Where nothing ever cracks

A low-key pulse, a silent glow

A way to feel without a show

The quiet between tracks

A space where nothing lacks

He'll never hear the one I play

But still, it lingers anyway

Outro

Still, it lingers anyway

Still, it lingers anyway

Like scissors dancing miles away

Still, it lingers anyway