Static in the silk

​(Intro) (The track opens with a lush, layered male vocal choir. No lyrics—just deep, resonant "Oohs" and "Ahs" stacked in rich R&B harmonies. It starts in a low, somber register and slowly ascends into a haunting, ethereal chord that hangs in the air like incense.) ​(Verse 1) I caught your eyes across a crowded space And suddenly the room began to blur A thousand years written on your face A ghost of someone that I’m sure I were It hit me like a fever, sharp and fast A monochrome movie turning into gold The seal was broken on a hidden past A story that our spirits already told. ​(Pre-Chorus) It’s a glitch in the timeline, a crack in the glass I’m breathing in futures that already passed I know that mole on your shoulder blade Before the first word was ever played. ​(Chorus) The closer I pull you, the clearer it gets Fragments of sunrises and old silhouettes But every embrace is a spark to the flame While you’re whispering "stop," I’m remembering your name. Yeah, the more that I hold you, the more I recall But you’re pushing back, building up a wall. ​(Verse 2) You’re looking at me like I’ve lost my mind A stranger with a heavy, haunted stare But I’m just tracing lines I used to find When we had different names and different hair You tell me that it’s over, let it go That we’re just two shadows in a grocery line But how can I leave when I finally know That your heartbeat used to echo mine? ​(Chorus) The closer I pull you, the clearer it gets Fragments of sunrises and old silhouettes But every embrace is a spark to the flame While you’re whispering "stop," I’m remembering your name. Yeah, the more that I hold you, the more I recall But you’re pushing back, building up a wall. ​(Bridge) ​And here’s the irony, the twist in the soul: When you pull away, I lose all control. When your hands aren't on me, the hunger just grows A deep-seated ache that only a dead man knows. Distance is gasoline, absence is fire Your "no" is the chord that tunes my desire. I’m loving a ghost that’s standing right here The further you run, the more you appear. ​(Outro) Go ahead, walk away... (I still see the veil) Tell me it’s a fantasy... (I still feel the gale) The less you hold me, the more I’m yours. In every lifetime, behind all the doors. (The male choir returns, humming the melody of the intro underneath the final line) I remember it all.