Golden light spills across the glass The skyline bends and lets it pass Every surface holds a face That never quite remains in place The city shines in polished gold And keeps the stories never told She rests beneath the afternoon Where silver highways hum in tune White lace drifting over chrome Like she has finally found a home But every reflection shifts its frame And gives the mirror a different name Sunlight catches on her shades Turning certainty to haze The world sees elegance and light A perfect image dressed in white But somewhere underneath the glow Lives a place they'll never know Nobody sees the careful art Of building shelter from a heart That learned to bend but never break And hide within the shapes it makes She moves through chrome daylight Floating through reflected skies Every window lets her pass Then leaves another face in glass White lace dancing in the sun Like she's already become someone But every shining surface knows There's more beneath The light she shows Stay awhile Look around Hear the city Without the sound Not too close Not too far Just enough To wonder who we are The photographs will catch the pose The practiced smile everybody knows Freeze a moment in the light And swear they've seen her life But cameras only learn the skin Not all the worlds that live within Not every road she walks alone Not every place she calls her own Traffic drifts beyond the bay Like thoughts she lets dissolve away Every engine, every spark Writes bright lines across the dark Nobody hears the silent tide The things she carries deep inside She doesn't ask the world to stay Just walk beside her for a day She moves through chrome daylight Floating through reflected skies Every window lets her pass Then leaves another face in glass White lace dancing in the sun Like she's already become someone But every shining surface knows There's more beneath The light she shows Maybe truth is not a flame Not a revelation or a name Maybe truth is passing through The crowded world while staying true In every version left behind In every line she couldn't find In every mask she learned to wear There was always something there Not certain Not complete Just fragments gathering beneath She moves through chrome daylight No longer hiding from the light Every window still reflects But doesn't write what happens next White lace drifting in the gold No longer needing answers told The city opens, breathing slow And somewhere past The things she knows A quieter question starts to grow Sunlight softens into grey Cars and shadows fade away The skyline blurs, the moment flows But leaves behind what silence knows Only light Only sky Only roads Passing by Only her Undefined
