Lyric

The script is blank upon the wooden floor

I see the ink is knocking at the door

The silent lines are waiting for a name

A sudden spark to light this frozen frame

Translate the pulse into a foreign tongue

The ancient songs that we have never sung

Unlock the gates and let the letters flow

Across the maps where only ghosts can go

Give me the words born in a distant sky

Where every vowel is a reason why

Beyond the borders of my native heart

Tear the familiar world apart

Just make the chorus lean into the gale

A velvet hammer in a holy grail

No more excuses for the local rhyme

We are the travelers of borrowed time

The syntax breaks beneath the heavy weight

Of every soul that arrived too late

I watch the clouds arrange a different face

A grammar lesson in this empty space

The verbs are restless and the nouns are deep

Awake while all the honest people sleep

It matters little what the neighbors say

When logic turns and walks the other way

I find the music in a strange design

Between the shadow and the jagged line

Give me the words born in a distant sky

Where every vowel is a reason why

Beyond the borders of my native heart

Tear the familiar world apart

Just make the chorus lean into the gale

A velvet hammer in a holy grail

Give me the words born in a distant sky

Where every vowel is a reason why

Beyond the borders of my native heart

Tear the familiar world apart

Just make the chorus lean into the gale

A velvet hammer in a holy grail