Petalstorm

**[Intro]** the rose is not a flower it’s a signal a soft flare in the void petals folding like memory light bending around longing **[Verse 1]** you touched the edge of the spiral where color forgets its name and silence hums in ultraviolet your breath became a filament threading through the pulse of stars **[Break]** this is not a dream this is the echo of something that never arrived but still insists on being felt **[Verse 2]** the bloom fractures each shard a scent each scent a story you walk through them barefoot, unsheltered the ground is made of questions none of them yours **[Drop]** no rhythm here just the collapse of symmetry just the ache of becoming just the shimmer of what you almost were **[Verse 3]** the rose spins not to open but to vanish its glow is not light it’s refusal it’s the refusal to be named to be held to be explained **[Bridge]** you are not the dancer you are the dust kicked up you are not the flame you are the shadow it forgets to cast **[Verse 4]** the petals dissolve into static into scent into the memory of warmth before warmth had a body **[Outro]** the rose was never here but you keep bleeding color as if it touched you as if it meant something as if you were real