Silver Flame-Lucas Benjamin Carter

[00:28.35]The garden gate, it never locks, just swings [00:32.22]And midnight air a jasmine eulogy sings [00:35.64]You’ re carved in marble, cool beneath my hand [00:39.27]The kind of perfect Ican't understand [00:42.54]These twilight blooms in hues Ishouldn't know [00:45.87]Their secret language taught by afterglow [00:49.71]And every warning sign, a gilded lie [00:53.19]My sober self just watches my heart drown [00:57.45]In promises I made inside my head [01:00.12]A single touch— the carefullogic's dead [01:08.25]'Cause I orbit you, a moth around the flame, [01:13.77]Then leave, forgetting how to spell my name. [01:17.88]In this moon- drenched world, we call it all a game, [01:23.01]'Til morning light reveals the beauty and the shame. [01:36.99]I found a single glove left on the stone, [01:40.71]The shape of my own hand, but not my own. [01:43.83]Is it the proofI'm here, or whatI've lost? [01:47.67]A quiet souvenir that counts the cost. [01:50.73]I trace the lines upon your silent face [01:54.66]And lose my bearings in this haunted space. [01:58.02]And every warningsign's a fading lie [02:01.23]My sober self lets my heart run awry [02:06.93]The promises I made inside my head [02:10.05]Your single touch— andI'm a willing wreck. [02:15.78]Cause I orbit you, a moth around the flame, [02:24.18]Then leave, forgetting how to spell my name. [02:27.39]In this moon- drenched world, we call it all a game, [02:32.58]Til morning light reveals the beauty and the shame. [02:40.62]Did you build this garden just so I would find it? [02:47.43]Or is it just a beautiful trap you set [02:54.36]To keep me bound to what Ican't possess? [02:57.63]You say my name with gentle carelessness. [03:01.17]And what is pain, if not this sweet return? [03:04.65]And what is freedom, if it means I burn [03:07.86]The one map that will always lead to you? [03:13.47]It would have been enough... if this were true. [03:18.78]Cause I crash to you, a moth inside the flame, [03:25.92]And leave, not even knowing my own name. [03:30.00]In this broken world, we knowwe're both to blame, [03:35.58]Cause morning is the beauty and the shame. [03:45.39]My name... forgetting my name... [03:50.97]Just a moth... in the flame... [03:55.41]The silver flame... [04:05.94]It would have been enough.