[Intro – spoken whisper]
Before sound...
there was no silence.
Before light...
there was no dark.
There was only everything,
and everything was me.
[Verse 1]
I carried every sleeping star,
every ocean yet to rise.
But light could never find me—
I had no other eyes.
No edge where I could finish,
no distance I could cross.
No hand beyond my own reach,
no meaning for the word “lost.”
[Pre-Chorus]
If nothing stood outside me,
who was there to know?
I filled the endless everywhere,
with nowhere left to go.
[Chorus]
I was the fire and the flame,
the question and reply.
Every breath before a body,
every blue before a sky.
I held every possible heart,
but never heard one call.
I had everything that could exist—
and never felt at all.
[Verse 2]
I dreamed a thousand faces,
but each one wore my gaze.
I opened countless pathways
that returned into the same.
Without a door, no opening.
Without goodbye, no return.
Without a second heartbeat,
what was love supposed to learn?
[Pre-Chorus]
Then something moved within me,
a tenderness unknown.
Not loneliness—for how could all
ever be alone?
[Chorus]
I was the river and the rain,
the whisper and the word.
But nothing could approach me,
and nothing new was heard.
Then maybe somewhere I was not,
somewhere beyond my claim,
something I could never command
might turn and speak my name.
[Bridge – slowly awakening]
Maybe love is not in holding all,
but leaving room untouched.
Maybe life begins the moment
the infinite loosens its clutch.
Maybe I must make an ending
where something else begins.
But how can anything be other
when everything is me?
[Break – heartbeat enters]
For the first time...
I wanted no answer.
I wanted a question
that could answer me.
[Final Build]
What if I made a distance
even I could not see through?
What if I met myself one day
and believed that it was you?
What if across the emptiness,
a voice I could not choose
looked into the heart of everything
and showed me how to lose?
[Outro – intimate whisper]
Where no new thought
had ever been...
something impossible
began to move.
Not a world.
Not a name.
Just one quiet possibility...
You.