[Intro: warm breath] Everyone’s laughing through the window glare, the world keeps moving fast. The sky’s just doing its thing. Silver drips along the glass, slipping down in uneven strings. The light hits the wall but it misses me, colors bleeding in the rain. I’m here again [Pre-Chorus: delicate lift, felt-piano softness] I go through the motions softly, like a scene I’ve already seen. [Chorus: wide emotional opening, chest-mix shimmer] I’ve been watching from the sidelines, hands pressed to the glass. I move the way I’m supposed to, but it never seems to last. I don’t need fixing, I don’t need saving I don’t feel broken, just faded. [Verse 2: half-spoken, close mic, pedal noise breathing through] The crowd keeps moving in practiced time, I follow from behind. My smile remembers what to do, it stays while the rest of me fades. The script keeps running without my cue, I mouth each borrowed line. The scene goes on without my voice, but still, I hit my mark. [Pre-Chorus: soft lift, strings blooming lightly] I go through the motions softly, like a scene I’ve already seen. [Chorus: emotionally open, brighter resonance] I’ve been watching from the sidelines, hands pressed to the glass. I move the way I’m supposed to, but the feeling doesn’t last. I don’t need fixing, I don’t need saving I don’t feel broken, just faded. [Bridge: warm reflection, celesta sparkle, analog warmth] I tried to fit between the lines, kept tracing them in my mind. Shrinking small, then reaching high, never knowing why. But maybe I was always right just out of time. [Verse 3: intimate clarity, soft lights, natural dynamics] The world comes in a little clearer now, I let it in this time. The colors blur and sway, I see them stay. I move through every shadowed space, no need to hide away. Breathing in the day. [Outro: bright, resolved, one-take theatre hush] I don’t feel broken, just faded, soft but still alive. I don’t need fixing, I don’t need saving, I’ve been here all this time. This time.
