Lyric

One bare breath

Then your name

On my screen again

I let it sit

In the glow

Of that white-blue spin

You want the answer

Fast and clean

Like a door swung wide

But my hands are full

Of the words

I keep folded inside

I don't owe the rush

I don't owe the first spark

If I speak too quick

I might break the heart

Before I reply

Before I reply

I hold my tongue

I let it settle down

Before I reply

Before I reply

I read between

What you say out loud

(Before I reply)

You ask for more

Than I can name

In a single line

Every demand

Wears my face

When I say I'm fine

And feelings come

Like a tide

Through the screen at night

So I stare at the draft

Till the ache

Turns into light

I don't owe the rush

I don't owe the first spark

If I speak too quick

I might break the heart

Before I reply

Before I reply

I hold my tongue

I let it settle down

Before I reply

Before I reply

I read between

What you say out loud

(Before I reply)

Let me be slow

Let me be sure

Let the noise fall off

If I answer raw

I may hand you more

Than I can carry off

So I breathe once more

And I wait

For the truth to land

Then I type one line

From a steadier hand

Before I reply

Before I reply

I hold my tongue

I let it settle down

Before I reply

Before I reply

I read between

What you say out loud

(Before I reply)