[ Featuring Echo ]
I read between the lines you left on every empty page
The words were soft, like echoes drifting through a quiet age
I tried to hold the meaning, but it crumbled in my hands
Like sand slipping through fingers, like time we'll never understand
The silence speaks, it pulls me in
A fleeting sound beneath my skin
Whispered lines, the stories that we told
Fragile threads unraveling, too delicate to hold
They drift like faded starlight in the corners of my mind
Whispered lines, the echoes left behind
The wind carries your voice, though it's broken by the air
A language lost to distance, but I still know it's there
The meaning always changes when the words are out of view
But the truth feels like a shadow, soft and shifting, out of tune
The quiet grows, the words dissolve
A puzzle I can't quite resolve
Whispered lines, the stories that we told
Fragile threads unraveling, too delicate to hold
They drift like faded starlight in the corners of my mind
Whispered lines, the echoes left behind
Maybe it's the space between the words that says the most
The emptiness between the stars where galaxies are close
I'll trace the faded lines until the story feels complete
Even if the ending isn't something I can read
Whispered lines, the stories that we told
Fragile threads unraveling, too delicate to hold
They drift like faded starlight in the corners of my mind
Whispered lines, the echoes left behind
The lines keep fading, but their weight is in the air
A quiet kind of presence that I know will linger there
Whispered lines, a fleeting truth defined
By all the spaces left behind
