The Interval (Between the Shadows)

(Intro: Soft vinyl crackle, a distant tram bell, a melancholic cello theme begins) (Verse 1) The fog is climbing up the Rua do Ouro I’m a stranger in my own skin, once more The ink is drying on the ghost of a page Another persona stepping onto the stage I feel everything to the point of exhaustion A spectator of my own soul’s distortion Lisbon is dreaming while I stay awake Counting the pieces I didn’t quite break. (Chorus) Oh, let the strings unravel the night In this theater of shadows, I’ve lost the light I am the interval between what I am and what I’m not A flicker of dust in a sunbeam, forgot Saudade in a minor key The unsettling peace of being unfree. (Verse 2) Is it the rain or the sound of the cello? The sky is a bruise, bruised violet and yellow I write to forget that I’m actually here In the labyrinth of a thousand white fears The bass is a heartbeat under the stone I’ve never been more, or less, alone Like a fado sung to an empty quay The river Tagus is bleeding into me. (Bridge) (Deep, distorted breakbeat kicks in) (Spoken word, whispered) "I’ve created in myself various personalities. I create them constantly. Every dream of mine is immediately embodied... as soon as it’s dreamed, in someone else." (Guitar swell with heavy reverb) (Chorus) I am the interval between what I am and what I’m not A flicker of dust in a sunbeam, forgot Saudade in a minor key The unsettling peace of being unfree. (Outro) Unfree... Just a shadow on the tiles of Alfama... (Cello fades into vinyl hiss) (The sound of a pen scratching on paper) (Silence)