Clandestine.

Clandestine

Verse 1

Under sodium halos where the midnight whispers breathe,

We trade invisible promises hidden underneath the leaves.

Every crowded avenue is camouflage tonight,

Two constellations crossing paths beyond the city's light.

No headlines, no confession, no audience to persuade,

Just two souls speaking fluently in the language of the shade.

What the world calls silence, we call sacred space,

A masterpiece unfolding where no cameras leave a trace.

Pre-Chorus

Every heartbeat breaks the quiet,

Every glance rewrites the scene.

Some of the deepest truths are born

Where no one's ever seen.

Chorus

Clandestine...

Love between the cracks of time.

Clandestine...

Two hearts writing hidden lines.

No spotlight, no parade,

No permission, no charade.

If forever has a name,

It might just sound like clandestine.

Verse 2

We're the echo in the canyon, we're the note between the chords,

The unwritten chapter hidden in the margins of the words.

Gravity can't measure every force that pulls us near,

Some equations only solve when nobody else can hear.

History remembers kingdoms, monuments, and wars,

But never all the quiet souls who healed each other's scars.

Maybe that's the beauty—never needing to explain,

Finding something everlasting without chasing fleeting fame.

Bridge

What if the loudest stories

Are the ones that never shout?

What if every hidden doorway

Leads to what we're searching for now?

We'll leave no map behind us,

Just footprints in the rain.

The greatest revolutions

Often happen out of frame.

Final Chorus

Clandestine...

Like moonlight underneath the tide.

Clandestine...

Where hope and courage both collide.

If the whole world looks away,

We'll still find another way.

Some loves don't need the daylight to be seen—

They bloom forever...

Clandestine.

Outro

Hidden isn't hollow.

Quiet isn't weak.

Some of life's greatest treasures

Are the ones the world never thinks to seek.

Clandestine

Verse 1

Under sodium halos where the midnight whispers breathe,

We trade invisible promises hidden underneath the leaves.

Every crowded avenue is camouflage tonight,

Two constellations crossing paths beyond the city's light.

No headlines, no confession, no audience to persuade,

Just two souls speaking fluently in the language of the shade.

What the world calls silence, we call sacred space,

A masterpiece unfolding where no cameras leave a trace.

Pre-Chorus

Every heartbeat breaks the quiet,

Every glance rewrites the scene.

Some of the deepest truths are born

Where no one's ever seen.

Chorus

Clandestine...

Love between the cracks of time.

Clandestine...

Two hearts writing hidden lines.

No spotlight, no parade,

No permission, no charade.

If forever has a name,

It might just sound like clandestine.

Verse 2

We're the echo in the canyon, we're the note between the chords,

The unwritten chapter hidden in the margins of the words.

Gravity can't measure every force that pulls us near,

Some equations only solve when nobody else can hear.

History remembers