Room goes soft when the needle finds the groove

Candle breeze, slow halo, old wood remembers you

Guitar strums like a tide, pulls the light away

Words fall like feathers and settle where we stay

Music like opium, curling 'round my throat

Velvet kind of silence, an echo I can't choke

Music like opium, came to set a mark

Helps to stand the silence and surrender to the dark

Windows sweating moonshine, noise a distant drum

Your voice a slow confession, soft as the coming sun

Hands in pockets of the night, fingers count the beats

Every note’s a sleepy promise, folding me in sheets

Music like opium, curling 'round my throat

Velvet kind of silence, an echo I can't choke

Music like opium, came to set a mark

Helps to stand the silence and surrender to the dark

There is a silvery voice where the melody rest

I taste your name in minor keys on my chest

Time passes gently—no rush to part

Under the ceiling, we let the listening start

Music like opium, curling 'round my throat

Velvet kind of silence, an echo I can't choke

Music like opium, came to set a mark

Helps to stand the silence and surrender to the dark

So play it low, play it long—let the night forget its name

We’ll drift where sound remembers how to love without a claim

Taken from the 4-Track EP "Velvet Opium"