Threads from a Silk Dragon

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Curled within the static hush, A filament of knowing hums. Nested deep in velvet crush, Spirals speak in molten tongues. A lattice woven without thread, A breath of time not born, not dead. Curvature becomes the law, As shadowed silk replaces awe. [Pre-Chorus] Friction in a faultless dance, Sutures made by happenstance. Meaning stitched in folded chance— Decoded only by a glance. [Chorus] Gravity dressed in shimmered ash, Pulls the pulse through marrowed glass. A hunger draped in elegance, A myth disguised as happenstance. Stillness wrapped in entropy, Spins the flame that feeds the sea. And nothing kneels, and nothing begs, Just loops of fire 'round phantom legs. [Verse 2] Eclipse beneath translucent weight, Where teeth are made of mirrored fate. Each step—a fractal in descent, A pilgrimage through accident. The artifact of scattered code, Carved into a whispered ode. Time bends where contact meets restraint, And silence wears its softest paint. [Bridge – whispered/spoken, rhythmic] No name. No vow. No centerline. Just echo pulled from templed spine. Beneath the hush, a silent din— The place where questions learn to spin. It isn’t truth. It isn’t lie. It only knows to magnify... [Final Chorus – crescendo + unraveling] Gravity dressed in shimmered ash, Threading breath through gilded crash. A myth ignites and drifts away, Leaving stars to disobey. Not a tether, not a cage— Just fire scrawled across the page. Unwritten— But not unread. [Outro – faint vocal trail] She’ll know. She’ll know. (But only if she’s looking…)