Nel buio la cucina Respira piano Il fuoco non dorme Mai Amore non devo Non adesso Sento il tempo Fermarsi Ah— Ah— I don’t look up when you walk in I hear the change instead The room tightens half a step Like someone held their breath Every plate is muscle memory Every hour repeats But something breaks its pattern When you wait and don’t speak I know the sound of hunger I know the shape of need This isn’t either But it’s looking at me The galley Never sleeps Everybody moving Watching heat You don’t ask You don’t rush Come un sogno You wait too much Ah— Ah— You order like you’re testing Not the food, the air You listen for the answer Before I’m there I hand you something simple Say it’s off the list I don’t touch your hand I don’t miss Ah… Ah… This isn’t crossing This is leaning This is standing where the line is And meaning it The galley Low light, slow fire Everybody rushing But the time You say my name Like it’s nothing Come addosso Like it’s mine Gal— Ley— Sogno— Ah— Vita nuova Non promettere il cielo Io so Io vedo E non parlo The galley Say this is small Say it’s nothing Say it won’t call Say this stays here Say it’s fine Nel buio I cross the line The fire stays on The door stays wide Nel buio Something decides
