The Measure That Never Ends

Intro – whispered, almost inaudible] Count… [Verse 1 – soft, measured, slight breath before each line] Count the spaces between my breaths Each one longer than the last you took I am the corridor that lengthens while you walk The door that opens only after you forget the key [Pre-Chorus – rising, still restrained] Add the silence to the silence Subtract the need to know What remains is warmer than the question [Chorus – fuller tone, sustained vowels on “ends” and “skin”] Solve the measure that never ends The sum is written underneath your skin Every correct number makes the next one softer Stop calculating — the answer is already moving [Verse 2 – closer, more tactile] I am the arch that rises only while you wait The stone that remembers every hand that almost touched Trace the curve until your finger forgets its name The final proof is the heat you leave behind [Bridge – single held notes, each phrase a little slower] One held note becomes a room Two become a night Three become the reason You no longer need the light [Final Chorus – transformed, richer, slight tremble on last line] Solve the measure that never ends Feel the equation resolve inside your chest I was never the puzzle You were the only solution that fit [Outro – fading whisper] Stop counting…