It.

[Verse 1] It was the spark in a dark room the hum before thunder the question nobody asked the laugh that felt borrowed [Chorus] It is the pause in the middle the whisper behind the shape you almost see the thing you can’t define [Verse 2] It was a door left open a note without meaning a footprint circling back a truth half-remembered [Chorus] It is the echo that lingers the thought undone the flicker of maybe the weight of none [Bridge] It might be all you carry or nothing at all the tilt of a moment before it falls [Verse 3] It was a name on the wind a hand you didn’t shake a dream without edges a chance you didn’t take [Final Chorus] It is the constant drifting the ripple unseen the sound of the silence between what we mean