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Neon Ember 2 by Austin

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Neon Ember 2

indie pop

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Soft piano, a distance, and a city breeze in minor hues
Rain on the window at 2am, your sweater on the chair Streetlight pools across the kitchen floor like I did
A late bus hums the route where we once made plans I trace the seam you left along the hem with restless hands
Small sounds magnify, the kettles sigh, the fridges glow The world shrinks to this room and the space you used to know
We were neon embers, and the thunder and the hush, bright and brief against the sky A soft and sudden rush, we flickered, then we learned how to bend around the pain
We burned like late night glass, beautiful then waning You left a folded note beneath the coffee stain
Plamped a motel receipt with our initials, a map of our small camps Your perfume lives in pockets, a soaked sweater that won't air
I walk the corners of our past like I'm searching for a prayer The city keeps its promises, an orange streetlamp rose But every promise bends the way a used and old always goes
We were neon embers, and the thunder and the hush, bright and brief against the sky A soft and sudden rush, we flickered, then we learned how to bend around the pain
We burned like late night glass, beautiful then waning Remember the booze stop on 9th when you said stay with me
You handed me a coin and said, for luck, for what could be I folded that small copper between my fingers till it bent
Now it's a weight I keep, a small excuse for what we spent I still keep your letter with the ink I've smudged by rain
It reads like a closed window, a polite and faded pain
We were neon embers, and the light kept changing tone Not quite gone, but quieter, a color turned to bone
Then we flickered, then we softened into quiet, careful things Last life, folded into pockets, folded into rings
So leave the radio on low, let the static come to dock I will learn the shape of silence and how to carry sparks
Neon child