TheGravityofShadows_NOIRE

作词 : David Wong
作曲 : Peter Yan
The mirror is a stranger, cold and white
I’m blurring out the edges of the night
Your perfume is a ghost I can’t exhale
A hollow ship without a wind or sail
The velvet silence wraps around my throat
A heavy secret in a tattered coat
And still I’m drifting on this frozen sea
I’m screaming through the glass
But the sound is turned to stone
The shadow of the girl I used to own
My pulse is just a spark
In a winter made of blue
I’m falling through the gravity of you
The starlight is a rhythm I can’t feel
A jagged silver spinning on the wheel
Each breath a memory that I can’t replace
The world is turning but I’m standing still
A broken record with no heart or will
I’m hunting for a grace that isn’t here
I’m screaming through the glass
But the sound is turned to stone
I’m screaming through the glass
But the sound is turned to stone
The shadow of the girl I used to own
My pulse is just a spark
In a winter made of blue
I’m falling through the gravity of you
If I could weave a thread to bring you back
I’d bleach the stars until the sky turns black
But in this garden where the roses turn to rust
I’m just a prayer that’s settling in the dust
The tide may turn, but the ache remains
A heartbeat rising through the pouring rain
Your light still flickers in the dark of me
The only ghost I’ll never set free