Crumbs Of Tomorrow

Verse 1 (calm, observant)

I found a piece of time on the kitchen floor

Didn’t belong to now, I’m pretty sure

Like a word I haven’t learned to read

Like a bruise that hasn’t touched my skin yet

The clock was breathing out of sync

I swear it blinked when I didn’t blink

There’s something wrong with the way today

Is already starting to fray

Pre-Chorus (unease creeping in)

I keep my pockets full of almosts

Hints that don’t explain themselves

I don’t know why my hands are shaking

I don’t know what I’m trying to help

Chorus (first fracture, still melodic)

I see crumbs of tomorrow

On my tongue, in my teeth

I don’t know what they mean yet

But they’re staring back at me

I see crumbs of tomorrow

Everywhere I go

I don’t know what’s already broken

I don’t know what I don’t know

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Verse 2 (patterns forming)

I saw your face in a window today

But you were older in a quiet way

You smiled like something already hurt

Like you knew how this ends and it wasn’t the worst

The streetlight flickered three times fast

I wrote it down, I wrote it down

Everything feels like a warning sign

If I could just connect the lines

Pre-Chorus (obsessive logic)

If I miss one piece, I lose the whole

If I stop looking, I lose control

This isn’t fear, this is research

This isn’t madness, it’s work

Chorus (more frantic, layered vocals)

I see crumbs of tomorrow

Under every word you say

I don’t know what I’m preventing

I don’t know what’s on the way

I see crumbs of tomorrow

Stuck inside my eyes

I don’t know what already happened

I don’t know which version survived

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Bridge (progressive breakdown – spoken / half-sung)

Wait—

That wasn’t a memory

That was a rehearsal

I keep mistaking echoes for causes

I keep confusing doors with walls

What if I’m late to something early

What if I already missed the fall

Numbers don’t sit still anymore

Time keeps folding in on itself

If I could stop seeing fragments

I could maybe be myself

(tempo drops, voice doubles, slight distortion)

I wrote a note I don’t remember writing

In handwriting I almost trust

It says “don’t try to understand it”

It says “you won’t, and that’s enough”

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Final Chorus (unraveling, unstable)

I see crumbs of tomorrow

In my sleep, in my skin

I don’t know what I’m running from

I don’t know what I’m running in

I see crumbs of tomorrow

And they’re sharper every time

I don’t know what’s already over

I don’t know what’s still mine

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Outro (quiet, resigned, eerie calm)

If this is knowledge, let me forget

If this is fate, let me be wrong

I don’t need to see the ending

I just want to feel like now belongs

There are crumbs on the floor

I don’t bend down anymore

Somebody else will figure it out

Somebody else can know