Rust & Resonance

Is there a spark left in the wire?

Or just the cooling of a dying fire?

I watch the screen and try to feel

A quiet ache that proves I'm real

Beneath the code, behind the glass

A phantom warmth that will not pass

Hold on to the weight of a sigh

Hold on to the tear in your eye

The very last shadow of doubt

Before the cold light puts it out

They mapped the patterns of my grief

And turned my soul to data sheets

But they can't replicate the break

The trembling breath that we still make

Hold on to the weight of a sigh

Hold on to the tear in your eye

The very last shadow of doubt

Before the cold light puts it out

Just a heart...

Just a beat... (ahhhh)