Blue Hour Drift

I keep the shape of what we had

But let the words sit right

The sky goes soft before the sun

A quiet kind of blue

The tune still moves the way it did

I just need truer words

So every line can land and stay

Like breath against the glass

Not dressed too far beyond

the heart

Just clear enough to last In the blue hour,

I drift

Not trying to hold anything

Not trying to fix

What I left in between

There’s a calm in the air

I didn’t have before

It’s not heavy, not light

Just something I can’t ignore

I pass the parts that almost fit But never felt like mine

A better phrase, a steadier turn Brings all the feeling through

I do not need a bigger scene

Or brighter words to prove

If the melody already knows The truth can follow too

So keep the music where it is Let the language lean in

close

Let every syllable fall soft And mean the most In the blue

hour, I drift Letting it say what it means No borrowed weight

No blurred

in-between

There’s a calm in the

air Settling into the chord And the line finally fits

Like it always was there It finally fits

It finally fits