Verse 1

Lantern-light trembling over the floor,

Threads of a melody drifting ashore.

Echoes entwine in a lattice of air,

Caught between yesterday’s hush and a glare.

Verse 2

Footsteps like fugues in a room made of dust,

Secrets that bloom where the shadows adjust.

Hearts in inversion, then falling in line,

Crossing your cadence with something like mine.

Chorus

Hold the moment, fragile, turning,

Woven lines in quiet yearning.

Two small voices, intertwined,

Yours a heartbeat under mine.

Bridge

Soft as a counterpoint breaking apart,

Bare as the pages we keep in the dark.

If we could stay in this shimmering hour,

Every dissonance would flower.

Chorus

Hold the moment, fragile, turning,

Woven lines in quiet yearning.

Two small voices, intertwined,

Yours a heartbeat under mine.