[Instrumental Intro] [Spoken Word] I heard it. And something in the room shifted. Not the chair. Not the body. The air. The angle. The ground. It wasn’t the wheels that made the space uneven. [Verse] You look at me like I disturb the frame Like I bend the light and misplace the shape But I am not the fracture here I am only sitting where I stand [Pre-Chorus] The floor was steady until your eyes began to measure what belongs [Break – low frequencies drop] [Chorus] The ground is breaking not beneath my weight It breaks in the silence of what you say I don’t need to rise to meet your view The structure trembles not me — you [Outro] I remain. And the room must learn to hold. I heard it...