(Whyre you always pleasant)
Echoes in the silence your grace unchanging
(Whyre you always pleasant)
Through every shadow your light remains
They called me strange a misfit melody
But you traced the rhythm beneath the noise
Doubt dissolved like smoke in our symphony
You held the map when I lost my voice
I archive our laughter in vinyl cracks
No price tags on the love we stack
Your trusta compass through fading tracks
Now the world bends where our hearts align
My compass my harbor through storm and still
A lighthouse blazing when the night gets real
You crack the dawn where the dark would spill
I know I know youre the gravity
My anchor my language