Fade

Cold glow on the ceiling Static in my Chest Every sound is leaking Nothing settles, nothing rests Air feels thick tonight Words don't land, they slide Let it blur, let it stay I don't need it straight Slow fade, No shape Everything drifts out of place No flame, Just haze Moving at a quieter pace Slow fade Slow Hold Just haze Mirrors Lose their frame Names don't mean the same Heavy Quiet fills the room Like a shadow with no bloom Slow fade, No shape Everything drifts out of place No flame, Just haze Moving at a quieter pace Slow fade, No shape Just haze Slow Fade, no Shape