Lyrics
Verse
Fingers dance on silver wire
Chasing ghosts and catching fire
Clock is ticking, time is strange
Patterns shift and rhythms change
No one hears the perfect chord
No one watches my reward
Chorus
Built in the shadows, kept in the dark
Feeding the flame from a tiny spark
A masterpiece made for an empty room
A silent garden beginning to bloom
It's mine to keep, it's mine to hold
Turning the iron into gold
Verse
Seven beats and then a break
Calculated, no mistake
Sweat is dripping, vision clear
Mastering the things held dear
The audience is just a dream
Lost inside this steady stream
Chorus
Built in the shadows, kept in the dark
Feeding the flame from a tiny spark
A masterpiece made for an empty room
A silent garden beginning to bloom
It's mine to keep, it's mine to hold
Turning the iron into gold
Bridge
The math is right, the math is true
Doing what I love to do
Not for the praise or the bright spotlight
Just for the soul in the middle of night
A secret language, a hidden grace
Running a solitary race
Chorus
Built in the shadows, kept in the dark
Feeding the flame from a tiny spark
A masterpiece made for an empty room
A silent garden beginning to bloom
It's mine to keep, it's mine to hold
Turning the iron into gold
4 comments
Struan Thornton
did you write the lyrics yourself, this is the one
keith1999
the drums hit so nice 🙏
Barry Chatterjee
voice suits this perfectly 💀
darius.sunday
is there a longer version? 🥹