Verse 1

We stood where the hours forgot to turn

The ceiling held the weight of what we couldn't say

The room kept all its furniture in place

But something underneath had moved away

Chorus

This is the pause before the word is spoken

This is the space the sentence leaves behind

We are the breath still sitting in the throat

We are the thought that hasn't crossed the mind

Verse 2

We traced the walls like maps of somewhere else

The clock face watched but didn't tell the time

We held the ordinary like a question

Standing at the edge of no reason or rhyme

Bridge

Not lost, not found, not waiting to be rescued

Not the before, not yet the after either

We live in the gap between two heartbeats

Where the world goes soft and nothing pulls us under

Chorus

This is the pause before the word is spoken

This is the space the sentence leaves behind

We are the breath still sitting in the throat

We are the thought that hasn't crossed the mind

Outro

We stay a little longer in the stillness

We learn the shape of what has not yet come

The room exhales, the walls remember nothing

And we remain — suspended, almost home

Instrumental Outro

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