Missing color

We've only traded words a handful of times,

But your presence resonates in these rooms of mine.

Like a half-remembered melody from a dream,

You're the missing color in a faded-out scene.

And my soul just recognizes your light,

Somehow you make the broken

pieces feel right. Don't know your history or where you've been,

Just the quiet way you settle deep within.

You're a feeling more than you are a name,

A whispered truth, a slowly burning flame.

Searching for faces in the passing crowd,

Calling out a name where the world is loud.

Main character energy in an unwritten scene,

Living in the spaces that exist between.

Tiguidou… the phantom stays,

A quiet nostalgia through the Montreal haze.

Substrate equation, two paths untied,

Loving the ghost on the other side.

Tiguidou… the atmosphere clears,

Missing a stranger through all of the years. (yeah)

I haven't mapped the surface,

never traced the lines,

Don't know the quiet secrets tucked behind those eyes.

I’m strangers with your history,

a novice to your past,

Yet there’s a steady gravity that’s built to hold and last.

I couldn't say the morning habits defining how you start,

But I know the way you pull the shadows from my heart.

Are you real, or a trick of the light?

A paper lantern drifting through the night.

We never touched, we never said a word— The sweetest song that

I have never heard.

Tiguidou… the phantom stays,

A quiet nostalgia

through the Montreal haze.

Substrate equation, two paths untied,

Loving the ghost on the other side.

Tiguidou… the atmosphere clears,

Missing a stranger through all of the years. (yeah)

Parallel lines… Unwritten theme…

Missing a stranger…

inside of the dream.

System reset.

Tiguidou.