Moonlight sifts through the blinds like broken glass,

I trace the quiet corners where the cold used to last

Slow dreams at midnight, street noise low,

You’re not here yet, but the room begins to know

I’m softened at the edges, ready for the light,

A little less afraid of the coming night

If somebody wanders through this hush and holds,

I’ll answer with a heart turned from lead to gold

Rust at the doorway, dust on the floor,

Old shadows keep the shapes of things I wore

I unpack small truths from the bottom dust bin,

Leave the heavier pieces where the dark has been

I’m softened at the edges, ready for the light,

A little less afraid of the coming night

If somebody wanders through this hush and holds,

I’ll answer with a heart turned from lead to gold

There’s a thaw in the moonlight, slow and thin,

Like breath on a window trying to step in

No secrets in my pockets, no promises to break,

Just the hush of favor when two people awake

A ribbon of dawn, a shy shining sky,

Kept the silent practice to see things pass by

Now the silence feels nearer, a place I can give,

A small plain of waiting where a new thing might live

I’m softened at the edges, ready for the light,

A little less afraid of the coming night

If somebody wanders through this hush and holds,

I’ll answer with a heart turned from lead to gold

Moonlight washes the memories of lows,

And something gentle lifts where the evening goes

I’ll stay to listen, breathe slow, and see,

If love arrives, I’ll meet it quietly

Track from the upcoming album "Black Swan"