Ghost in the Frame (Remix)

Neon through a broken blind

Cuts the room in borrowed lines

Everybody knows the shape

I should fit into tonight

So I learned to lose my edges

Keep my shadow off the wall

Every doorway getting smaller

Like I grew too much at all

They drew a circle in the dust

Then watched me from the other side

I kept waiting for a space

That disappeared each time I tried

Now I’m a ghost in the frame

A signal nobody saves

Still burning under the static

Still here, just pushed out of range

You can cover my name

Turn the lights the other way

But somewhere under the noise

There’s a frequency you couldn’t erase

Faces flicker through the glass

Perfect copies moving past

Every word I never said

Gets rewritten when I leave

They build the story from the silence

Fill the spaces I don’t own

By the time I hear them tell it

I’m a stranger in my own

I wore the blame like second skin

Until I couldn’t feel the weight

Funny how an open door

Can still be built to keep you away

Now I’m a ghost in the frame

A signal nobody saves

Still burning under the static

Still here, just pushed out of range

You can cover my name

Turn the lights the other way

But somewhere under the noise

There’s a frequency you couldn’t erase

Cut me out clean

Leave no trace in the picture

Make every crack in the wall

Look like part of the structure

Say I was difficult

Say I was never aligned

Funny how “different” gets dangerous

Only when different has a mind

So I swallowed the echo

Kept it locked in my teeth

Till the pressure turned language

Into something underneath

You wanted quiet

I became interference

You wanted distance

I learned how to live in the clearance

And maybe I don’t need

A room with my name on the door

Maybe home was never somewhere

They could make me smaller for

If every window shuts

I’ll follow the wires outside

There are whole cities in the dark

They never taught us how to find

I was a ghost in the frame

A signal nobody saved

Still burning under the static

Still here, beyond your range

You can bury my name

Let the old picture decay

There’s a pulse beneath the noise

And it gets louder the farther away

Neon through a broken blind

Morning bleeding through the lines

For the first time in a while

I don’t need their shape to be mine