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LYRICS- The air hums wrong, a second too deep, The stars blink out like static sleep. My shoes don’t fit, my voice won’t stay, I speak, and echoes walk away. A mirror opens in the dirt, Shows me first and then—revert. She’s smiling with my oldest grin, And I don’t know which side I’m in. I reach, but the reach reaches back, Fingers bloom like shadow cracks. Her eyes are clocks that tick in twos, And one of us begins to lose. The sky folds like a photograph, Edges blur, the middle laughs. She steps inside my trembling skin, And I am out, and she is in. No scream, no spark, no violent stitch Just silence signing The Switch. She moves the way my memories do, Half of me old, the rest brand new. She hums my name in future tense, I fade behind her fingerprints. Grass grows upward, clouds turn red, I taste the thoughts I haven’t said. My feet are light, the ground is thin, She wears my breath beneath her skin. The moon unthreads, unwinds the seams, Our faces blur in mirrored dreams. We trade our hearts, both still, both true, She whispers, “Now I’m chasing you.” The sky folds like a photograph, Edges blur, the middle laughs. She steps inside my trembling skin, And I am out, and she is in. No scream, no spark, no violent stitch Just silence signing The Switch. Years collapse in folded glass, Future runs where present was. She hums, I echo, time forgets, We trade our names like marionettes. She turns, and I begin again, The loop restarts beneath her grin. A girl awakes beneath a tree And something older watches me. The sky folds like a photograph, Edges blur, the middle laughs. She steps inside my trembling skin, And I am out, and she is in. No scream, no spark, no final twitch Just silence signing The Switch. Now somewhere, soft, the child begins, Running through her paper skin. And when she falls, the world will twitch Another silence, Another Switch. #singersongwriter #alternativemusic #musicproducer