(Verse 1)
I’m a ghost in the gears of a hollowed-out life,
Cutting through days like a dull-edged knife.
I built up the walls out of iron and lead,
To silence the echoes of things that we said.
But the silence is heavy, the structure is thin,
And I’m finding the places where light leaked in.
It’s tucked in the corners, it’s under the dust,
A shimmering gold in the heart of the rust.
(Chorus)
Now it’s just part of the room that I live in
A small, quiet proof of the love I was given
It isn't a mess that I’m trying to hide
It’s the beautiful remnant I carry inside
It softens the edges, it settles the score
I don't try to clean up the light anymore.
(Verse 2)
Our love was a pact written out in the black
A fever that took and gave nothing back
I’m a clockwork soldier with a rusted spring
Tied to the ghost of a shimmering thing
I thought I had buried the taste of the wine
From the man who was yours, back when you were mine
But I reach for a glass in the dark of the hall
And catch a stray glimmer pinned deep to the wall.
(Bridge)
[This should be the "Villain Arc" peak. The delivery becomes sharper, more rhythmic, and sneering—bitter about the "poison" but proud of the "cost."]
It used to be jagged, it used to be sharp
A dissonant string on a heavy-wood harp
But a broken man learns how to live with the spark
To cherish the wreckage that glows in the dark
It’s the poison, the prize, the pulse, and the cost
The wealth of the soul in the thing that was lost.
(Chorus)
Now it’s just part of the room that I live in
A small, quiet proof of the love I was given
It isn't a mess that I’m trying to hide
It’s the beautiful remnant I carry inside
It softens the edges, it settles the score
I don't try to clean up the light anymore.
(Outro)
So let the gears grind and the shadows descend
I’ve stopped fighting the ghost of the end
It’s tucked in the cracks of this broken machine
The haunting reminder of where we have been
I look at the wreckage and finally smile
I haven't been empty for a long, long while
The shine stays... but the sting is gone
A love that carries on.
Takara