Red Shift

There's an old light

Caught in the window

You keep finding me in rooms I left

In words gone quiet, in a silhouette

Holding old colors against the glass

Like enough light could bring them back

But every memory bends at the edge

Loses a little truth in the distance

You remember where the picture froze

I remember everything outside it

There are doors that still know my weight

Walls that keep the sound after footsteps fade

Maybe nothing really leaves at once

Maybe some things take years to become gone

You're watching the horizon

For a shape you used to know

But distance changes everything

Before the colors show

RED SHIFT

YOU'RE HOLDING AN ECHO

A COLOR FROM A VERSION

THAT YOU USED TO KNOW

RED SHIFT

WATCH THE OLD ME RUN

WHAT YOU'RE SEEING NOW

IS WHERE I WAS

NOT WHAT I'VE BECOME

Distant Echo

Let it go

Same voice carrying different weight

Same streets, but the signs don't point the same

You call it changing like something went wrong

Like standing still wouldn't change you at all

I left old weather hanging in the halls

Old names still breathing underneath the walls

Fingerprints fading from everything touched

Proof that being there doesn't mean staying much

Maybe I gave pieces away too cheap

Maybe some nights still follow me to sleep

But I won't turn around to make them fit

A photograph never learned how to live

Keep the old colors

Keep the old shape

Keep all the answers

That arrived too late

Just don't confuse

what memory kept

with the person

who walked out of it

You're watching the horizon

For a shape you used to know

But distance changes everything

Before the colors show

RED SHIFT

YOU'RE HOLDING AN ECHO

A COLOR FROM A VERSION

THAT YOU USED TO KNOW

RED SHIFT

WATCH THE OLD ME RUN

WHAT YOU'RE SEEING NOW

IS WHERE I WAS

NOT WHAT I'VE BECOME

You say—

I remember you.

Like memory doesn't edit

when nobody's looking

Like an echo knows

what made the sound

Like a shadow can tell you

where the body is now

It can't.

It can't.

STOP ASKING THE ECHO

TO SPEAK IN MY NAME

STOP HOLDING THE ASHES

AND CALLING THEM FLAME

I LEFT THAT COLOR

AT THE EDGE OF THE NIGHT

YOU CAN KEEP THE ECHO

BUT YOU DON'T GET

THE LIGHT

Red—

Shift.

Red—

Shift.

Sometimes I see it too

That older shape

still burning behind me

Smaller every year

Almost beautiful now

RED SHIFT

YOU'RE HOLDING AN ECHO

A COLOR FROM A VERSION

THAT I HAD TO LET GO

RED SHIFT

LET THE OLD MEMORY RUN

WHAT YOU'RE SEEING NOW

IS WHERE I WAS

NOT WHAT I'VE BECOME

RED SHIFT

LET EVERY COLOR CHANGE

LET THE DISTANCE TAKE

WHAT NEVER HAD TO STAY

RED SHIFT

AND IF YOU SEE ME THERE

YOU'RE ONLY SEEING LIGHT

THAT HASN'T

REACHED THE END YET

[Male, quiet]

Those pictures went dark

a long time ago.

All colors

have fainted like an echo.