One breath caught in a jar of glass

[Intro: Lush and atmospheric Psy-Dub. Slow-swelling analog pads. Sounds of distorted water and slow-pulse filtering] [Verse 1] Dust motes dancing in a sliver of gold The heavy clock is losing its hold We are carved from the same quiet shade Waiting for the morning to fade You left your coat in the hallway light A shadow of where you spent the night [Chorus] One breath caught in a jar of glass Watching the amber seasons pass Where the light bends soft and wide There is nowhere left to hide [Verse 2] The maps we drew are turning to sand Held in the hollow of an open hand We are pulling the threads from the seam Living the inverse of a dream The sky is a mirror of what we forget A silver ink, a drying silhouette [Bridge] [Instrumentation: Sudden drop in rhythmic intensity. Low-frequency analog drone] The distance between the stars and skin Is where the quiet starts to thin We are glass, we are light, we are slow Everything we ever wanted to know [Final Chorus] One breath caught in a jar of glass Watching the amber seasons pass Where the light bends soft and wide There is nowhere left to hide [Outro: Music fades into soft, healing ambient pads. Sound of a single, crystal chime] Falling through the velvet seam Waking from the drying dream In the silence, we remain Before the sun, after the rain