Lyric

Rain on the sill

A spoon in the sink

Two cups, gone cold

Evening holds its breath

A plum on the plate

Bruised at the seam

Sweetness that lingers

After the bite

The room keeps a secret

In a cracked porcelain shine

Every small thing

Points back to the line

Stay in the dent of the light

Stay where the hush goes thin

Bittersweet, on the tongue

Bittersweet, under skin

No name on the door tonight

Just a pulse, then a slip

Bittersweet, on the tongue

Bittersweet, on the lip

Curtains move slow

Like a thought in a dream

A clean little cut

Hiding under the sleeve

The clock ticks soft

Then forgets its own face

Love leaves a mark

Then leaves the place

The room keeps a secret

In a cracked porcelain shine

Every small thing

Points back to the line

When the cup finds the crack

When the spark learns the bend

Bittersweet, on the tongue

Bittersweet, once again

Leave a mark on the dusk

Let it fade into drift

Bittersweet, on the tongue

Bittersweet, on the lip

A small bruise blooms

On the peach of the sky

Not a wound, not a wound

Just a way to survive

If the ache comes close

Let it sit, let it stay

Some things taste like loss

And still light the way

No name on the door tonight

Just the room and its rain

Bittersweet, on the tongue

Bittersweet in the vein

Stay in the dent of the light

Stay where the hush goes thin

Bittersweet, on the tongue

Bittersweet, and then in