Origin Hymn (Hollow Jane)

[Verse 1] No bell rang. No door opened. Morning gathered in the seams. Dust turned slowly in the window like it had been there in a dream. No one placed the first stone here. No one signed the air with proof. Still the room began to hold us like a name without a mouth. [Pre-Chorus] If you ask where it started, I can only say this: I arrived and found it singing in the places I would miss. [Chorus] There was no first voice. Only the one I entered. No clean beginning. Only the light we remembered. Not mine. Not yours. Still it moved through us true. I thought I was learning the hymn. It was learning me too. [Verse 2] Your hand paused above the table. Mine stayed open in the blue. Somewhere underneath the silence something old was coming through. Not a secret. Not a doctrine. Not a story we could keep. Just a thread of human weather running softly through the deep. [Pre-Chorus] If you ask who first heard it, I can only say when: there were echoes in my chest before I knew what they had been. [Chorus] There was no first voice. Only the one I entered. No clean beginning. Only the light we remembered. Not mine. Not yours. Still it moved through us true. I thought I was learning the hymn. It was learning me too. [Bridge] Maybe origin is only what we call the place we met. Maybe every song begins there, half in memory, half in breath. Maybe nothing here was authored like a flame held in one hand. Maybe it was always passing, looking for a life to land in. [Final Chorus] There was no first voice. Only the one we entered. No final answer. Only the warmth that remembered. Not gone. Not fixed. Just a shape we moved into. I thought I was singing the hymn. It was carrying me through. [Outro] When the last note thinned to breathing, it was still there in the room.