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Invisible Threads 2 by Alen

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Invisible Threads 2

indie,male vocals

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Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
I trace invisible threads, weaving through the quiet air,
Your laughter spills like sunlight, but I’m caught in a private snare.
A gallery of moments where I’m just another frame,
Swallowed by the silence, where our stories never claim.
(Pre-Chorus)
You sketch me in charcoal, a figure in your space,
Not the colors of your morning, just a shade you can erase.
(Chorus)
I’m a ghost in your daylight, a pulse you never chase,
Loving you like a whispered wound, a bittersweet embrace.
Not a friend, not a lover—just the breath between your sighs,
Dancing on the edge of us, where hope and heartbreak lie.
(Verse 2)
Your eyes hold constellations I’m too close to touch,
I’m a secret melody, playing soft but never much.
Every word you say’s a riddle wrapped in velvet night,
I’m the silent tension in the spaces you won’t fight.
(Pre-Chorus)
You frame me in the background, an echo faint and thin,
While I’m burning quiet fires, hiding storms within.
(Chorus)
I’m a ghost in your daylight, a pulse you never chase,
Loving you like a whispered wound, a bittersweet embrace.
Not a friend, not a lover—just the breath between your sighs,
Dancing on the edge of us, where hope and heartbreak lie.
(Bridge)
If I could rewrite gravity, pull your heart a little closer,
Would the silence crack and shatter, or would you only grow colder?
I’m tangled in the in-between, where truths are left unsaid,
A love that’s folded neatly, in the shadow of your head.
(Chorus)
I’m a ghost in your daylight, a pulse you never chase,
Loving you like a whispered wound, a bittersweet embrace.
Not a friend, not a lover—just the breath between your sighs,
Dancing on the edge of us, where hope and heartbreak lie.
(Outro)
So I’ll keep these invisible threads, woven soft and thin,
A quiet kind of longing, where unspoken loves begin.