[Intro] You touched my shoulder... like someone checking if a ruined house still carried electricity. And somewhere beneath the damage... something answered. [Verse 1] There is a corridor inside the body... where every fear keeps walking... long after the danger leaves. Mine had your footsteps in it... before I knew your name. Before desire. Before meaning. Like thunder arriving... before the storm admits itself. [Pre-Chorus] No permission. No warning. Only recognition. [Chorus] Every living thing leans toward warmth... even after being burned. The wound remembers the knife... but the skin still opens for touch. Black, white, faithful, faithless... every pulse crawls toward another pulse. As if loneliness... were a physical illness. [Verse 2] I watched my hands become honest around you... all their shaking... all their need. The body is humiliating that way. It betrays every performance. Outside, we build identities... Inside, the organs only ask: will someone stay when the lights go out? [Pre-Chorus 2] You stood there... and my heartbeat changed shape. [Chorus 2] Every soul rehearses abandonment... even in moments of love. Still... we reach for each other blindly... like survivors in smoke. The cruel and the gentle... the liar and the holy... all carried by the same frightened machinery. [Bridge] Maybe this is what terrifies us: not that we are different... but that underneath everything... we are almost dangerously alike. The same animal panic. The same need for witness. The same soft engine... failing slowly toward silence. And still... still trying to sing. [Final Chorus] When you held my face... I understood something unbearable: every human being is just a temporary shelter for an ancient trembling. And somehow... yours recognized mine. The same blood. The same fear. The same impossible desire to be known... before the dark arrives. [Outro] I don’t think people fall in love. I think they recognize a familiar ruin... and decide to enter anyway.
