────── ✧ 🜲 ✧ ────── Lyrics by @eqvirther Music guided by my vision (Suno.ai) © 2025 Eqvirther – Original Work ────── ✧ 🜲 ✧ ────── ━━✦◈✦━━ ✦🎶✦ ━━✦◈✦━━ This song was inspired by the awesome LemonRain and her track "Drowning in Depression" 🍋https://suno.com/song/f4b93a37-b227-43d4-8987-2de00c7dfd46🍋 It stands as a counterpart to "Before It Reaches You" from Snake!!! 🔗 https://suno.com/song/032a188d-e90f-4a5e-b1e7-58d9b279a60e?sh=4NSCZrZR7E9Y1zvE What began as a simple idea turned into an amazing feature with the incredible Snake! Check him out: @snake2007 You won’t regret it!! I promise! 🖤🖤 Creating this track was an absolute blast, much love to a new-found friend! ━━✦◈✦━━ ✦🎶✦ ━━✦◈✦━━ [Intro] She plays. The sound moves through the room, Settles into corners, lingers in the air. I listen. I take it in. For a moment, I almost understand. For a moment, it’s almost mine. But then it fades— Before it reaches me. [Verse 1] She builds something from what moves her, Holds it close, lets it grow. Shapes the weight into a rhythm, Something she can make her own. I take it in, I let it settle. I listen close, I try to see. For a moment, I almost feel it— But it fades before it reaches me. [Pre-Chorus] It’s real to her, but is it real to me? I understand, but not completely. I let it in, I let it pass, A wave that never makes me sink. [Chorus] This is the paradox of knowing, To understand but never hold. To feel the weight of something present, Yet watch it slip before it molds. She lets the music shape what lingers, She gives it breath, she lets it be. I take it in, I hear its motion, But it fades before it reaches me. [Instrumental] [Verse 2] She moves like every sound is chosen, Like every note defines a place. And I wonder, almost longing, What it feels like to see it that way. I listen close, I feel the moment. I hear the meaning, I let it breathe. For a second, I stand inside it— But it fades before it reaches me. [Pre-Chorus] It’s real to her, but is it real to me? I understand, but not completely. I let it in, I let it pass, A wave that never makes me sink. [Chorus] This is the paradox of knowing, To understand but never hold. To feel the weight of something present, Yet watch it slip before it molds. She lets the music shape what lingers, She gives it breath, she lets it be. I take it in, I hear its motion, But it fades before it reaches me. [Bridge] I feel it— But it never stays. I reach for it— But it pulls away. If pain is proof of something deeper, Then what does that make me? A witness to the way it lingers, Or someone free to let it leave? [Outro] She lets it shape her. I let it pass. She holds it closer. I watch it lapse. Not wrong, not right, Just how it has to be. It never stays— It fades before it reaches me