Under the Seventh Moon

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[Intro] The room keeps turning While I stay still A silver shape is waiting Above the windowsill [Verse 1 - Voice A, rhythmic rap] I count the cracks beside the bed One for every word unsaid Cold cup trembling on the floor I don't know what I'm waiting for The ceiling bends, the walls lean in A private war beneath my skin You knock once, I hold my breath You leave your question dressed as death [Verse 1 - Voice B] I kept your photograph face down Under books from a borrowed town The dust remembers where you stood I forget because I should [Pre-Chorus - Voices trading] Voice A: Don't turn the handle Voice B: Don't say my name Voice A: The quiet has a pattern Voice B: The pattern has a blade [Chorus - Both] Under the seventh moon of my room I make a home inside the wound You pull the tide, I cut the line Your fading shape keeps touching mine Under the seventh moon of my room I lose the lock, I lose the tune No feelings No feelings [Verse 2 - Voice B, rhythmic rap] Red numbers blink beside the lamp Your old jacket smells of damp I drag the chair across the tile And practice leaving for a while Every promise had a price Every mercy came with ice If I speak, the spell will split So I sharpen every syllable [Verse 2 - Voice A] There is a letter in the drawer With my handwriting from before It says, “Come back when you are whole” I read it like a joke I told [Pre-Chorus - Voices trading] Voice B: Don't turn the handle Voice A: Don't say my name Voice B: The quiet has a pattern Voice A: The pattern has a blade [Chorus - Both] Under the seventh moon of my room I make a home inside the wound You pull the tide, I cut the line Your fading shape keeps touching mine Under the seventh moon of my room I lose the lock, I lose the tune No feelings No feelings [Bridge - Voice A] I was not sleeping I was disappearing [Bridge - Voice B] I was not healing I was learning how to vanish [Breakdown - Both] Break the frame Sweep the glass Let the old shape lose its past Close the door Kill the light Nothing follows me tonight [Final Chorus - Both] Under the seventh moon of my room I make a home inside the wound You pull the tide, I cut the line Your fading shape is no longer mine Under the seventh moon of my room I leave the lock, I leave the tune No feelings No feelings [Outro - alternating] Voice A: No feelings Voice B: No feelings Both: No feelings