Lyric

An ice cube drops, a tiny signal in the glass

Wind chimes tap the night with a short, soft pause

Balcony rail, the trace of our warmth

Unread black screens reflect neon breathing

Taxi tail-lights flash across my glance

Only the presence before words cross the space

Breath by breath, it sways in my ear

Heartbeats align to the wind’s quiet rhythm

Signal is the wind chime, reply is scat

Words the wind writes are light, but feelings run deep

A conversation only the night can hear

Signal is the wind chime, reply is scat

Doo-ba, doo-ba—moonlight keeps the riff

Stair landing echoes with shoe taps chasing time

A lemon slice cools the tip of my tongue

FM static far away predicts the rain

Step by step, I inch closer to your profile

Excuses and confessions sway in the same beat

Touchless distance, yet warmth signals itself

Signal is the wind chime, reply is scat

Words the wind writes are light, but feelings run deep

A small echo lingers on the balcony night

Signal is the wind chime, reply is scat

Sounds vanish, only breath glows

Wind chimes laugh softly in place of nods

(Mm… da-ba… doo-woo…)

I write ruby notes on the wind with my voice

Signal is the wind chime, reply is scat

Words the wind writes are light, but feelings run deep

Before the words, you nod to me

Signal is the wind chime, reply is scat

The last ice note falls

Fading wind chimes, only the night is listening