[Verse 1] Night went thin. Screen still on. Names drift by then they’re gone. Dropped my song into the blue. Thought some echo might come through. [Pre-Chorus] Small hope. Cold glass. Same room, nothing lasts. Maybe I read it wrong. Maybe not. Still here. Still on. [Chorus] Light it myself. No one’s coming. No one’s carrying this home. Light it myself. Small, but burning. Mine enough to make it glow. After the noise, after the scroll, after they fade into digital smoke, light it myself. Hold it close. Won’t let this little fire go. [Verse 2] Own turn, bright. Then wind again. Step in front. Disappear in the end. Not asking for a parade. Just a trace that somebody stayed. [Pre-Chorus] Quiet hits harder now. No big scene. No vow. Just the dark, just the thread, just my pulse inside my head. [Chorus] Light it myself. No one’s coming. No one’s carrying this home. Light it myself. Soft, but certain. Mine enough to make it glow. After the noise, after the scroll, after they fade into digital smoke, light it myself. Hold it close. Won’t let this little fire go. [Bridge] A few eyes stayed. I remember. Tiny warmth through the static weather. So I won’t waste this spark counting ghosts inside the dark. [Final Chorus] Light it myself. No one’s coming. Still I’m brighter than before. Light it myself. Keep it moving. Carry it past every silent door. After the noise, after the crowd, after the hype falls out of the code, light it myself. Mine to hold. Mine to turn into violet gold. [Outro] Late screen. Soft breath. Still here. Not dead. Light it myself.
