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Stained-Glass Colors 1 by Hiya

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Stained-Glass Colors 1 by Hiya - Indie Pop,female vocals music cover art

Stained-Glass Colors 1

Indie Pop,female vocals

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Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Dawn slices thin through our window, mug steam on the sill,
Your laugh spills coffee down the kitchen tiles — I’m memorized, I’m thrilled.
My heartbeat keeps a reckless, golden time beneath your light,
We trade small miracles like coins, keep finding reasons to ignite.
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a hush before the chorus, where the flaws become a spark,
We trace the cracks and call them art, hold them up against the dark.
[Chorus]
These are my stained-glass colors — cracked, glowing, true,
Light bends through every break and paints me back to you.
From cobalt doubts to sunburst gold, we burn and we renew,
These stained-glass colors, babe — fractured, fierce, and new.
[Verse 2]
You keep a postcard in your jacket, faded map of summer towns,
We danced for two in grocery aisles, spun under fluorescent crowns.
Your hands know the map of my small storms, they anchor where I sway,
A chorus of small constellations guides me through the grey.
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a hush before the chorus, like a breath held in the chest,
We fold the grief into a paper plane, and let the bright rest crest.
[Chorus]
These are my stained-glass colors — cracked, glowing, true,
Light bends through every break and paints me back to you.
From cobalt doubts to sunburst gold, we burn and we renew,
These stained-glass colors, babe — fractured, fierce, and new.
[Bridge]
Night came like a rumor, we almost closed the door,
You said some things like thunder, I walked the hallway floor.
I counted bruises on my voice and made a list of things we lost,
But then your whisper found the margins, paid each cost.
We stood in traffic lights and bled neon into rain,
Risk taught us how to hold — how to forgive the stain.
[Chorus — Variation]
These are our stained-glass colors — cracked, brighter, true,
Light climbs through every scar and pulls a sky of blue.
From the quiet blues to wildfire gold, we keep shaping what we are,
Our stained-glass colors now are whole with every scar.
[Outro]
So hold the frame, tilt it slow, watch color leak and bend,
We’ll hang our patched-up window where the morning never ends.
These are the colors of the heart — stubborn, strange, and clear,
A gallery of living things that only we could ever wear.