LYRICS
The garden gate, it never locks, just swings
And midnight air a jasmine eulogy sings
You’ re carved in marble, cool beneath my hand
The kind of perfect Ican't understand
These twilight blooms in hues Ishouldn't know
Their secret language taught by afterglow
And every warning sign, a gilded lie
My sober self just watches my heart drown
In promises I made inside my head
A single touch— the carefullogic's dead
'Cause I orbit you, a moth around the flame,
Then leave, forgetting how to spell my name.
In this moon- drenched world, we call it all a game,
'Til morning light reveals the beauty and the shame.
I found a single glove left on the stone,
The shape of my own hand, but not my own.
Is it the proofI'm here, or whatI've lost?
A quiet souvenir that counts the cost.
I trace the lines upon your silent face
And lose my bearings in this haunted space.
And every warningsign's a fading lie
My sober self lets my heart run awry
The promises I made inside my head
Your single touch— andI'm a willing wreck.
Cause I orbit you, a moth around the flame,
Then leave, forgetting how to spell my name.
In this moon- drenched world, we call it all a game,
Til morning light reveals the beauty and the shame.
Did you build this garden just so I would find it?
Or is it just a beautiful trap you set
To keep me bound to what Ican't possess?
You say my name with gentle carelessness.
And what is pain, if not this sweet return?
And what is freedom, if it means I burn
The one map that will always lead to you?
It would have been enough... if this were true.
Cause I crash to you, a moth inside the flame,
And leave, not even knowing my own name.
In this broken world, we knowwe're both to blame,
Cause morning is the beauty and the shame.
My name... forgetting my name...
Just a moth... in the flame...
The silver flame...
It would have been enough.