Press down on the blurred edge
Lines we painted thin
Shadows split across the floor
Caught in silver skin
Trace a mark, slow and soft
Keep the lines in check
Hold my thread, but not too tight
I fray where I connect
Feel the warm in shuttered lights
It's bound to come undone
Trace the hum in coded beats
Where pulse and silence run
Glass unsettled, bridges worn
Friction in the core
Keep to memory, mind is torn
Hold the seam once more
Press down on the blurred edge
Lines repainted in thin
Shadows split across the floor
Caught in silver skin
Trace a mark, slow and soft
Keep the lines in check
Hold my thread, but not too tight
I fray where I connect
Feel the warm in shuttered lights
It's bound to come undone
Trace the hum in coded beats
Where pulse and silence run
Trace a mark, slow and soft
Keep the lines in check
Hold my thread, but not too tight
I fray where I connect
Trace a mark, slow and soft
Keep the lines in check
Hold my thread, but not too tight
I fray where I connect