

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I wrote a list in the margins Of a book I gave away Little stars around each worry Now the ink has turned to gray I feel a pull in the silence Like a word stuck in my throat Searching drawers inside my memory For a line I never wrote [Chorus] I’m seeking answers To questions I long forgot Like a name on the tip of my tongue Fading as I reach the thought If I could turn back To the place where they first began Would I know them Would I hold them In my open hands [Verse 2] I chased sleep through the hallway Past the hum of distant years Old receipts and folded letters Softened corners Blurred-out fears Every why has lost its edges Every how slips through my grasp But the echo still remembers What my waking mind can’t ask [Chorus] [Bridge] Maybe they were small and tender Just a hope for one more day Maybe they were wild and endless Turning every rule to clay I don’t know the shapes I’m missing Only feel where they should be Like a constellation hidden By a cloud I cannot see [Chorus]
Tags
Airy ambient-cinematic bed with soft piano motifs, distant pads, and subtle pulses. Female vocals float high and breathy, intimate in the verse, widening with layered harmonies in the chorus. Reverb-drenched swells and a gentle riser into the bridge; sparse percussion and a warm subbed bass bloom for emotional lift without breaking the dreamy stillness., ambient
3:04
No
1/10/2026