"I used to know where I ended.

I don't anymore."

Walking through corridors I built from sleep

Every door familiar, every key too deep

The ceiling breathes, the shadows hold my name

I've been here forever and I just arrived again

I've been here forever and I just arrived again

The clock on the wall has no hands, no face

Just the sound of time dissolving into space

I follow it anyway, I always do

There's a version of this dream where I make it through

Something shifts beneath the fog

A heartbeat where there wasn't one before

I reach for it

It doesn't pull away

I found myself in the hollow light

Between the waking and the endless night

She was waiting, patient, still

A version of me I almost killed

In the hollow light

I finally came home

Mirrors speak in languages I'm learning slow

Faces blur but one of them I almost know

She doesn't flinch, she doesn't turn to run

She's been standing in this dark since I begun

The floor is glass and underneath it — water, black

Every step I've taken forward cast a crack

But she holds out her hand and doesn't speak

And for the first time in forever I don't feel weak

The fog starts thinning at the edges now

I can't explain it and I don't know how

But something in me

Recognizes this

I found myself in the hollow light

Between the waking and the endless night

She was waiting, patient, still

A version of me I almost killed

In the hollow light

I finally came home

No more running through the corridors alone

No more building walls and calling them a home

No more swallowing the silence like it's mine

No more mistaking all this darkness for a sign

She just stands there

In the place where I was broken

And she looks at me like nothing needs to be spoken

Like she always knew

I'd find my way back here

Like the hollow was the place

That made the light appear

I wake up slowly, something settles in my chest

Not the weight I know .....something closer to rest

The corridors are quiet, the mirrors clear

I think I've been the stranger and the guide was always here

The ceiling doesn't breathe, the clock ticks right

I carry something different stepping into light

The ceiling doesn't breathe, the clock ticks right

I carry something different stepping into light

Not fixed, not finished, not without a scar

But finally, finally knowing who you are

I found myself in the hollow light

She was always there beyond my sight

Not a stranger, not a ghost

The part of me I needed most

In the hollow light

In the hollow light

I finally came home

"There you are."