Verse 1

We leave our names on doors we've closed

And walk through halls we barely know

The mirror shows a stranger's face

We recognize from some other place

Our hands still hold the old routines

But something moves beneath the seams

We are the sentence mid-rewrite

The word that hasn't landed right

Chorus

We are the gap, we are the space

Between the ending and what takes its place

Not who we were, not yet the rest

Just standing at the unmapped edge

We are the gap, we are the in-between

The version of ourselves we haven't seen

Something is breaking, something is made

We live inside the crossing we've delayed

Bridge

How long do we stand here

With one foot on the ground we knew

The other reaching

For the shape we're growing into

We are not lost — we're suspended

In the grammar of becoming

The sentence isn't ended

Just the old self slowly humming

Verse 2

We grieve the selves we had to shed

Their voices still inside our heads

They whisper don't go too far out

But something in us needs the doubt

We walk the gap like it's a room

We've rented out between two lives

And pay the rent in small goodbyes

Outro

We are the gap

We are the crossing

Neither shore, but still becoming

Still becoming

Instrumental Outro

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