Glass on the Sill 2 by Alta

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Glass on the Sill 2

Pop Ballad

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Chorus — Final Variation
Midnight on the 7’'s, the neon―bleeding blue,
You—re laughing in the alley, like a radio tune.
Rain on the sidewalk, jasmine in the air,
Your jacket on the chair, your ghost in my hair.
I count the small things, the coin you flipped,
The streetlight hung, each quiet detail pulls me back
To where we'd begun, like glass on the sill,
That remembers our heat, your shadow and mine.
Where the city breathes, echoes hit the floorboards,
Soft and complete, a pulse, a light, a loop I can't unsee.
You left a record spinning, half a song, half a plea,
Coffee cup ring shaped like the map of you and me.
The corner smells of rain and the pastry shop at dawn,
I trace the sun through blinds where all our promises belong.
There's rhythm in the ordinary, a pulse beneath the hum,
I keep a ticket stuck, the night we learned to run.
Like glass on the sill, that remembers our heat,
Hope keeps us breathing when the city sleeps.
Echoes lay like paper, folded bittersweet,
A pulse, a light, a promise that repeats.
I found a pebble from the river, where you taught me to dive,
Your fan smack about me in the pocket where I keep our lives.
When sirens sold the night with a thin electric seam,
I hear your voice and frequencies I thought were only dreams.
This isn't just longing, it's a map I still believe,
A cracked and shining compass pointing back to you and me.
Like gas on a sill, that remembers our heat,
Your name in the doorway where the day begins to leave.
Echoes mend the edges, steps to hearts conceived,
A pulse, a light, a love that won't be treed.
So let the echoes play, let them carve the dawn.
Glass on a sill, holding every line we've drawn,
We are the sound that keeps returning to appear.
Vibrant and alive, echoes of the heart complete.
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