Title: “The Shape of Why” Verse 1 I asked the night what it’s made of It said, “The space between what was” And every star I tried to name Fell out of language all the same I held a thought up to the light It changed its edges in my sight Like truth was something that depends On where you look, not where it ends ⸻ Pre-Chorus And if I follow every line Will I arrive, or just define? ⸻ Chorus Is there a reason, or just a rhyme We learned to call the flow of time? Are we the question or reply— Or just the echo of a “why”? If nothing stays and nothing’s still Then what is choice and what is will? Am I the wave, or am I sea— Or just the thought of being me? ⸻ Verse 2 I met myself in someone else A different voice, the same old self We traded doubts like currency And called it “shared reality” The mirror doesn’t always show The things that only thinking knows And every answer that I keep Feels less awake the more I sleep ⸻ Pre-Chorus And if I lose what I defend Was it ever mine to begin? ⸻ Chorus Is there a reason, or just a rhyme We learned to call the flow of time? Are we the question or reply— Or just the echo of a “why”? If nothing stays and nothing’s still Then what is truth and what is will? Am I the wave, or am I sea— Or just the thought of being me? ⸻ Bridge Maybe meaning isn’t found Maybe it’s the turning ground Where doubt and wonder intertwine And call that fragile crossing “mine” Maybe we’re not meant to know Only meant to feel the flow Of something vast we can’t contain But try to name again, again ⸻ Final Chorus There is no answer, just a frame We build around a passing flame And every “why” we try to hold Turns into something we’ve been told But in the space before we speak In every question we don’t keep— There’s something honest, undefined The quiet center of the mind ⸻ Outro So I won’t ask what I should be Or try to solve infinity I’ll just exist inside the view— Where I am me, and not yet “true”
