[Verse 1]
you followed the thread back
through the feeling
through the wanting
through the shape of what you were
you passed through every layer
that you’d worn on the way down
and the wearing had been beautiful
and the wearing had been enough
[Pre-chorus]
but something kept moving
beneath the story
something that was watching
from before the words began
[Chorus]
to die while living
is to let the story go
the narrator grows quiet
and the silence starts to glow
you don’t disappear
you just stop being the voice
what remains
was never not there
was never not there
[Verse 2 — slightly more fragmented]
the current was always moving
you just
stopped swimming
the light was always whole
you just
forgot to look
the cord was never cut
you just
got quiet enough
to feel it
[Pre-chorus]
something kept moving
beneath the story
something watching
from before
[Chorus]
to die while living
is to let the story go
the narrator grows quiet
and the silence starts to glow
you don’t disappear
you just stop being the voice
what remains
was never not there
was never not there
[Bridge — fragments now, production thinning]
the whim
remembering itself
the one light
in everyone
not divided
not diminished
just
here
[Outro — near dissolution]
what remained
was never not there
what remained
was never
not
there