The world hums Like a machine half asleep I listen for my name And hear only heat The air flickers In shades I used to be I mouth the words But they don’t repeat Is this my voice Or just the room breathing back? A whisper caught In the static’s track If I speak too loud I’ll break the glass So I echo slow And let it pass The walls pulse With every thought I keep I try to tune in To where I used to speak The silence answers In language I can’t hold Soft syllables Turn silver and cold Is this my voice Or just the room breathing back? A whisper caught In the static’s track If I speak too loud I’ll break the glass So I echo slow And let it pass Somewhere between Signal and skin I hear myself Begin again Is this my voice Or just the room breathing back? A whisper caught In the static’s track If I speak too loud I’ll break the glass So I echo slow And let it pass Don't beed a crown Don’t need a crowd Don’t need a sign Just a sound That feels like mine
