Nascent Inklings

folk, Intimate acoustic ballad, male vocals, Fingerpicked guitar with a soft pulsing kick and warm, airy pads, Verses stay close and whispered; pre-chorus adds subtle harmonies and tambourine shimmer, Chorus blooms with doubled vocals, gentle bass, and a rising shimmer of reverb, Final chorus strips back to just voice and guitar for a tender fade, acoustic

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[Verse 1] Half-drunk coffee on the window ledge Steam tracing shapes I almost confess Your name flickers at the edge of my tongue Like a word I knew when I was young [Pre-Chorus] Why does my chest Trip on your silhouette Every small touch Feels like a quiet threat [Chorus] Just a spark in the dark of my quiet life Just a tremor in the margins of my mind I don't love you (not yet, not yet) Just these nascent inklings of desire Slowly stitching your shadow to mine [Verse 2] Your laugh lingers in the folds of my coat I walk home replaying every note Street signs blur But your eyes stay clear Like a song I almost Almost hear [Pre-Chorus] Tell me is it wrong To want to stay too long At the edge of something We can't name out loud [Chorus] Just a spark in the dark of my quiet life Just a tremor in the margins of my mind I don't love you (not yet, not yet) Just these nascent inklings of desire Slowly stitching your shadow to mine [Bridge] If I look away Do you fade? If I say your name Do you change? I'm afraid of the color you'll become If I let you into the sun [Chorus] Just a spark in the dark of my quiet life Just a tremor in the margins of my mind I don't love you (not yet, not yet) Just these nascent inklings of desire Slowly stitching your shadow to mine

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