[Loop 1] I don’t miss you, I just remember you. I don’t reach back, I just pass through. --- [Section A] There’s a rhythm in the quiet, That wasn’t there before. Not good, not bad, Just different at the core. I keep moving through the pattern, Like it already knows my steps. Nothing pulling me forward, Nothing pulling me back yet. --- [Loop 2] Same street, different light. Same thoughts, lighter weight. Same face in passing glass… But it doesn’t stay. --- [Section B] I stopped giving it a meaning, Stopped naming what it was. Some things don’t need a reason, They just dissolve because. And I’m fine in the motion, Not ahead or behind. Just somewhere in the middle Of a fading design. --- [Break / Minimal Voice] No return point… No final line… Just time doing what time does fine. --- [Final Loop / Fade] I don’t miss you… I don’t miss you… I just remember you. I don’t reach back… I don’t reach back… I just pass through. No shape left… No shape left… Only motion.
