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Swamplight & Silk
- **Swamplight &Silk**
- Verse 1
- You walk in slow, like gravity learning a new language,
- Moss on your shoes, a map of the night on your jacket.
- There’s a heat in the room like someone lit a memory,
- Your laugh folds into the dark, a small bright aperture.
- I pour two words into a glass and let them loosen,
- You sip and make them softer, like silk sliding over skin.
- Pre Chorus
- Your thumb traces the seam of some old apology,
- I hold it there, unspooling like a reel we almost watched.
- Chorus
- Under swamplight and silk, we learn how to be honest in hush,
- You say my name like a rumor, and I hold it like a rush.
- We move in small confessions, tucked where the water is still,
- Love is a quiet thing that trembles under our will.
- Verse 2
- The radio croons like a cat at the edge of a dream,
- You hum the chorus wrong and it sounds like truth to me.
- There’s a cigarette halo on the windowsill, amber and slow,
- You breathe and the room bends toward what we already know.
- Your fingers make a country on my clavicle, no passports needed,
- I learn the crooked borders where your patience has ceded.
- Pre Chorus
- We barter tiny promises for pockets full of light,
- I keep the ones you drop and hold them close in the night.
- Chorus
- Under swamplight and silk, we learn how to be honest in hush,
- You say my name like a rumor, and I hold it like a rush.
- We move in small confessions, tucked where the water is still,
- Love is a quiet thing that trembles under our will.
- Bridge
- Who taught us to be gentle with the edges that cut?
- We stitch them with laughter, stitch them with what’s left.
- There’s no grand saving—just a soft rearrange,
- You in your stubborn sunlight, me with my open hands.
- Breakdown (breathy)
- Say it slow, say it small—say it like you mean it at all,
- We’ll fold the night into pockets and pass them like calls.
- Chorus (soft then rising)
- Under swamplight and silk, we learn how to be honest in hush,
- You say my name like a rumor, and I hold it like a rush.
- We move in small confessions, tucked where the water is still,
- Love is a quiet thing that trembles under our will.
- Outro (soft)
- Leave the door cracked, let the night remember our shape,
- I’ll be here—learning to love you in increments, slowly, like a state.
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