Crystaline Glide

Radio light…

(low, low) We cross the line

Static in the air when you move in slow Room turns soft,

like a dim blue glow Two small signals in a crowded place

You lean one inch —

I change

my space

I keep my voice on a low,

calm tone Guarded pulse in a half-lit zone But when you get

close, the noise falls thin Like something real is tuning in

RADIO LIGHT — we cross like waves Two signals meet and the

whole room changes

Out of phase, then we lock in true RADIO LIGHT — I’m

in tune with you

RADIO LIGHT — no static,

no blue

Just a clean, bright line running through When your frequency finds my

view RADIO LIGHT — I’m in tune with you

(with you… with you…)

We were out of phase for a little while Missing the beat

by a narrow mile Then your eyes hit mine —

and

the pattern grew From broken lines into something true

Interference turns into symmetry Your rhythm settles into me

Every echo lands on time Like a steady line in a steady

mind

No distortion left to hide No split drift,

no sharp divide You pull me close — the waveform bends And

broken signals start to mend

We were fragments

in

the night Different bands,

same hidden light

Then your breath fell in with mine And the silence fell in

line If we drift,

we drift as one Shift the phase till the dark is gone

Every pulse, every hue

Leads me back to you

RADIO LIGHT — we cross like waves Two signals meet and the

whole room

changes

Out of phase, now we lock in true RADIO LIGHT — I’m

in tune with

you RADIO LIGHT

—

steady and bright Held in the same

clean

line tonight No more distance to split in two RADIO LIGHT —

I’m in tune with you In tune with you… Radio light…