The air is heavy in this room
Whatever keeps the cold away
I see the pictures on the wall
Frames of a perfect yesterday
I walked in holding onto weight
But you reached out to take the load
Your fingers grazed against the skin
And sparked a fire in the cold
We’re standing on the edge of distinct lines
Pretending that we’re blind to every sign
But there is static in the wire
A frequency that no one else can hear
We’re playing with a quiet fire
That pulls me closer while I’m standing near
It’s hidden in a simple glance
A secret language in the noise
I’m waiting for the walls to break
But I don’t have a choice
You pulled me just outside the frame
To whisper that the foundation cracks
You say the structure isn’t safe
There is no map for turning back
I promised I would stand my ground
I’d be the shelter in the storm
But now the lightning’s touching down
In places meant to keep us warm
We’re sitting calmly while the sirens scream
Living inside a synchronized dream
But there is static in the wire
A frequency that no one else can hear
We’re playing with a quiet fire
That pulls me closer while I’m standing near
It’s hidden in a simple glance
A secret language in the noise
I’m waiting for the walls to break
But I don’t have a choice
Everything happens underneath the table
A shifting tectonic plate
Signals that are strictly unstable
Designing a different fate
One subtle touch destroys the distance
One look creates the resistance
But there is static in the wire
A frequency that no one else can hear
We’re playing with a quiet fire
That pulls me closer while I’m standing near
It’s hidden in a simple glance
A secret language in the noise
I’m waiting for the walls to break
But I don’t have a choice
I don’t have a choice
Just static in the wire
Just static in the wire
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