Verse
Bulb above the frame flickers slow,
half a beat behind the tempo.
Brick holds the door from swinging shut,
warm air spills where the two worlds touch.
Your shoulder catches light, then it's gone,
copper skin in strobes till the dark comes on.
Moths keep circling the dying glow,
we don't step in, we don't let go.
Pre-Chorus
Do you feel the pull between the rooms
Are we staying still or leaving soon
Chorus
Static in the doorway
Skin gone bright then blue
Not the street, not inside
Just this flicker holding you
Static in the doorway
Bassline through the frame
Nobody's crossing over
Static says your name
Verse
Jacket half on your shoulder blade,
cold outside but you don't fade.
Someone laughs behind the glass,
we let the sound and the moment pass.
Your hand rests light against the wood,
close enough to feel if I could.
Bulb keeps stuttering overhead,
neither room claims where we're led.
Pre-Chorus
Do you feel the pull between the rooms
Are we staying still or leaving soon
Chorus
Static in the doorway
Skin gone bright then blue
Not the street, not inside
Just this flicker holding you
Static in the doorway
Bassline through the frame
Nobody's crossing over
Static says your name
Bridge
Maybe the light was never broken
Maybe it's waiting on us to open
One step through and the static clears
One breath in and we lose the years
Chorus
Static in the doorway
Skin gone bright then blue
Not the street, not inside
Just this flicker holding you
Static in the doorway
Bassline through the frame
Nobody's crossing over
Static says your name
