Lyric

Cracks in the mirror trace my jaw

Lines like chords that never stop

Sleep won’t stitch the days back tight

Red threads hum beneath the light

Pull on the collar, feel the sting

Every breath another string

Tuned too high and pulled too thin

Waiting for the song to begin

Every word I tried to hide

Vibrates just beneath my skin

If I let the tension break

Will it tear or let me in?

Echoes of the crimson strings

Singing every time my heartbeat swings

All the scars I tried to drown

Rise and harmonize somehow

I am not the sum of breaks and seams

I’m the sound between the crimson strings

Footprints on the hallway floor

From the nights I locked my door

Shadows pacing wall to wall

Afraid to answer when they call

Hands once shaking on the frame

Now remember every name

Written where the paint once peeled

On the frets I used to shield

Every silence that I clung to

Starts to hum and then it rings

I can hear the hidden notes

In the pull of crimson strings

Echoes of the crimson strings

Singing every time my heartbeat swings

All the scars I tried to drown

Rise and harmonize somehow

I am not the sum of breaks and seams

I’m the sound between the crimson strings

Morning cuts the window wide

Dust like stars in overdrive

I still feel the old regrets

But they don’t own my chorus yet

Turn the aching into tone

Let it shake the aging bones

Every fracture, every line

Draws the shape of what is mine

If I let the rhythm carry

All the weight I used to keep

Maybe I can breathe in time

With the song I thought was grief

Echoes of the crimson strings

Singing every time my heartbeat swings

All the scars I tried to drown

Rise and harmonize right now

I am not the sum of breaks and seams

I’m the sound between the crimson strings