Lyric

Morning on the desk

Ink still in the cup

You left the spine half-open

Like a secret waking up

Dust on every margin

Gold in the windowpane

I touch the faded sentence

And hear you call my name

One more breath

One more light

Under the cover

The dark turns bright

The last page glows

The last page glows

Hold it to your heart

Let the soft gold show

The last page glows

The last page knows

Every torn-out day

Still in its fold

Footsteps in the hallway

Tea on the sill

I found a little promise

Folded with your will

Even where the lines ran empty

Even where the doubt had grown

Something in the ending

Would not let me go

One more breath

One more light

Under the cover

The dark turns bright

The last page glows

The last page glows

Hold it to your heart

Let the soft gold show

The last page glows

The last page knows

Every torn-out day

Still in its fold

And if the rain comes softly

And if the room turns gray

I'll read the final distance

And not look away

For every bruise in midnight

For every thread let go

There is a door of starlight

Only we can know

The last page glows

The last page glows

Hold it to your heart

Let the soft gold show

The last page glows

The last page knows

I was never lost

I was coming home