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Quiet Confessions (We Have This Song) 2 by Ilana

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Quiet Confessions (We Have This Song) 2

Indie Acoustic,female vocals

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[Verse 1]
In the kitchen where your chipped blue mug waits,
Steam draws soft maps on the window's face.
The sweater on your chair still keeps your shape,
A late bus hums past — the streetlight learns our pace.
[Pre-Chorus]
We speak in small rituals, tucking time between breaths,
Measure our closeness by the quiet that rests.
[Chorus]
We won't cross that line, but we'll keep this song,
A hush-lit melody to sing us home when nights are long.
We trade the fireworks for a steady, patient hum,
No rush to burn the pages — just the words we come from.
[Verse 2]
You leave a folded note in the pocket of my coat,
A playlist called "for later" where your soft truths float.
We share half-a-sandwich on the 12:10 ride,
Passing the same stop, where our small secrets hide.
[Pre-Chorus]
There is warmth in the distance, an easy kind of near,
No need for frantic hands when every whisper's clear.
[Chorus]
We won't cross that line, but we'll keep this song,
A hush-lit melody to sing us home when nights are long.
The chipped-mug mornings, the sweater on my chair,
All the tiny proofs that tell us someone’s always there.
[Bridge]
We learned early how hunger can hollow the chest,
Falling wide-open once, and never wanting to test
What losing ourselves for a moment might demand.
So we chose the softer map — two safe hands, not a quicksand.
Maybe fear taught the rule, maybe saving what remains,
Maybe one of us is stitched together from old refrains.
Either way, it's a promise born of careful light:
Keep what we have whole, keep the dark from stealing night.
[Final Chorus]
We won't cross that line, but we'll keep this song,
A hush-lit heart that grows more honest as it’s sung along.
Not less than wanting — a different sort of faith,
We love in quiet measures, in the steady of our pace.
We won't cross that line, and that is why I stay,
Holding to the music of the small things we say.
[Outro]
So let the world assume what it will of love and loss,
We'll gather up our mornings, braid them into gloss.
A song for all the evenings where nothing else belongs —
We won't cross that line, but we will keep this song.
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