Gold Thread (The Indelible Link)
Le style est Indie-Folk : imagine une montée en puissance lumineuse, avec des guitares acoustiques, un piano scintillant et des envolées de cordes qui s'entremêlent comme deux fils d'or, Thème : Elle suggère que l'amour est la seule technologie qui ne "glitch" jamais.
Gold Thread (The Indelible Link)
Le style est Indie-Folk : imagine une montée en puissance lumineuse, avec des guitares acoustiques, un piano scintillant et des envolées de cordes qui s'entremêlent comme deux fils d'or, Thème : Elle suggère que l'amour est la seule technologie qui ne "glitch" jamais.
Lyrics
©️Izzy_to_Butterfly 2025
If you look closely at the fabric of the years
Past the static of the static, past the salt of all the tears
There’s a hum beneath the silence, a pulse beneath the skin
The story of the places where our souls have always been
I didn’t find you recently, I’ve known you since the dust
Before the iron learned to break, before the heart learned rust.
We were whispers in the garden, we were sparks in ancient fires
We were architects of dreams and the builders of the spires
In every life I’ve lived, I’ve left a marker on the wall
A secret code for you to find, so you could hear my call
It’s not a coincidence, it’s not a roll of dice
It’s the way the sun remembers how to wake the morning ice.
Because we’re tied with a gold thread, stronger than the stone
Across the deep and dark, I will never be alone
It’s an indelible ink, written on the stars above
The gravity of spirit, the chemistry of love
No matter where the wind blows, no matter how we bend
Our destinies are braided, without a start or end.
I met you in a neon city, I met you by the sea
I was the sailor’s compass, you were the light for me
And even if the glitch returns to blur the sky to grey
You’re the only solid thing that will never fade away
Hope is not a fragile wing, hope is a mountain root
And we are the harvest, and we are the golden fruit.
Time can’t erase what the heart has engraved
Every shared silence, every moment saved
It’s a map, it’s a bridge, it’s a promise in the bone
(Higher) We are coming home! We are coming home!
The light is here to stay, it’s an infinite day!
Because we’re tied with a gold thread, stronger than the stone
Across the deep and dark, I will never be alone
It’s an indelible ink, written on the stars above
The gravity of spirit, the chemistry of love
No matter where the wind blows, no matter how we bend
Our destinies are braided, without a start or end.
You and me...
Like a song that’s always been.
Indelible.
Ink on the wind.
I will see you in this life, in the next one.
And the one after that.
Un accord de piano final, brillant et long, qui s'évapore dans une lumière dorée