Текст песни
I've seen this pattern once before
The fracture starts along the edge
A single line across the floor
And then the glass forgets its pledge
The sky tonight has that same crack
I know the signs — it won't come back
Shattered constellations rain
Across the dark like broken stairs
I've walked those corridors before
I know the rooms behind the glares
What you call light, I call a door
That's falling off its silver frame
They point and wish upon the bright
Descending shards — the naïve
Each burning line was once a sight
I walked through. Now they make-believe
The looking glass was never flat
It curved around impossible halls
I pressed my palm against the pane
Before the first crack reached the floor
I felt it shiver — felt the strain
The other side was keeping score
Shattered constellations fall
Like stairs collapsing through a dream
Each burning line, a door that bleeds
Its light before the seams give way
What mortals name the Perseids
Are corridors I used to know
The sky will mend. It always does
But I remember every hall
