(shimmering distortion rising like heat)
The light bends slow
through the cracks in me
shadows breathing
soft as memory
I fall into the glow
where silence overflows
your name dissolves in gold
too bright to hold
Dust on the air
a pulse beneath the sky
cellos rumble low
like something passing by
(whispers drifting in reverb)
We are only echoes
slipping through the waves
drifting into color
nothing left to save
I feel you in the hum
veins of the sun
(guitars blur into soft static; voice barely audible)