Iridescent

歌詞

The boulevard remembers every heel that kissed its spine, Every taxi confession lost in amber traffic light. I wore my best indifference like a borrowed perfume, But the city read my bluff before the chorus. She kept a polaroid of every sunset she commuted through, A gallery of gold no museum would exhibit. The train was never late — we were just early for the wrong life, And the right one was playing on the station speakers all along. She said: the evening owes us nothing. I said: then why does it keep paying? She laughed. I harmonized. We are the Prism and the light keeps passing through us! Every color we refract is someone else's favourite shade! We didn't choose the angle — we just stood in the right window At the hour when the sun forgets to be professional And just — glows! My mother danced alone in kitchens tuned to AM radio, Her shoulder was the only partner patient enough to lead. I inherited her frequency — slightly off the dial, But the static sounds like jazz if you believe hard enough. We are the Prism and the hour keeps vanishing through us! Every song we sing refracts the silence into seven chords! We didn't build the window — we became it, Standing where the ordinary light Hits the ordinary glass And makes something Absolutely Unreasonable And beautiful! What's the colour between memory and music? I don't know — but it sounds like this groove. What's the frequency between laughter and crying? I don't know — but she's singing it right now. And right now is the only hour that matters — The vanishing one. The one we're standing in. We are the Prism of the Vanishing Hour and we refuse to fade! Every voice in this chorus is a wavelength the dark can't absorb! The light is passing through and we are bending it together Into colours that don't exist in any catalogue But exist right here — in this song — In this second — In us! The hour vanished. But the prism stayed.