Pull Me Back In

[Verse 1]
Your name on the glass
Blurring as the night leans in
I trace what we were
Till the lines start breaking
You said it was nothing
Just a storm that had to spin
But I feel every shadow
Every cracked foundation
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep pacing through the quiet
Like a question with no skin
Every breath is getting quieter
As the walls are closing in
[Chorus]
Pull me back in
Before I fade to the edges
Before this room
Starts swallowing me whole
Pull me back in
From every cold
Empty sentence
Say it like you mean it
Or I’ll let you go
Pull me back in
Pull me back in (oh, pull me back)
[Verse 2]
Your touch on my shoulder
Still burns like a warning sign
You smile through the distance
But your eyes look past me
I’m sinking in seconds
Between what you say and hide
You’re here
Then you’re nowhere
Right there
Then you vanish
[Pre-Chorus]
Is it mercy
Is it habit
When you reach for me again?
You’re the wound and you’re the bandage
You’re the poison and the end
[Chorus]
Pull me back in
Before I slip through the silence
Before this bed
Feels bigger than the sky
Pull me back in
If you still feel that violence
That rush when you touch me
Like you’re scared to try
Pull me back in
Pull me back in (yeah, don’t let go)
[Bridge]
[Drop — drums fall away
Bass and vocal only]
Say you’re done
I’ll stop breathing your storms
Say you’re mine
I’ll stop bracing for war
We’re a slow
Quiet collapse
Or a spark
Burning the past
Tell me which it is
Tell me which I am (hey)
[Chorus]
Pull me back in
Before I fade to the edges
Before this room
Starts swallowing me whole
Pull me back in
From every cold
Empty sentence
Say it like you mean it
Or I’ll let you go
Pull me back in
Pull me back in (oh, pull me back)

folk, Art-pop / dream-pop ballad with male vocals; slow burn intro over warm bass swells and distant folk guitar plucks, close-micmed lead sitting on the edge of a whisper. Tension builds with airy pads, subtle strings and soft tom pulses; chorus blooms into cinematic drums, stacked background vocals and hazy reverb. Second half adds low brass and shimmering synth arps, then a dramatic drop to almost a cappella before the final, intimate refrain., ballad, art pop, dream pop