Երգի խոսքեր
[Տուն 1] You drew a map in disappearing ink Across the back of a borrowed book Every border moved when i tried to think Every answer changed when i took a look You said, “don’t call it lost just yet” There’s a language underneath the dust I watched the compass lose its silhouette And felt the needle learn to trust [Նախաքնարերգ] No grand design, no silver proof Just a door swinging loose from the roof [Կրկներգ] Meet me where the signal bends Where the river forgets its name We can trade our alibis for evidence And leave with a different shape If the ground gives way tonight Let it open, let it rearrange I’d rather find the edge of what feels right Than keep polishing the cage [Տուն 2] A red kite snagged on the courthouse wire Kept pulling hard against the town Like a small bright thought that refused to tire While every official voice talked down You laughed with a split lip from the fight Said, “truth has never needed clean hands” Then you folded the map beneath the light And drew a coastline through the plans [Նախաքնարերգ] No grand design, no silver proof Just a door swinging loose from the roof [Կրկներգ] Meet me where the signal bends Where the river forgets its name We can trade our alibis for evidence And leave with a different shape If the ground gives way tonight Let it open, let it rearrange I’d rather find the edge of what feels right Than keep polishing the cage [Կամուրջ] Keep your compass in your pocket Keep your verdict off the page There are doors that only open When you stop rehearsing escape And if i vanish past the boundary Don’t mistake it for goodbye I’m just following the color That the dark forgot to hide [Final chorus] Meet me where the signal bends Where the river forgets its name We can trade our alibis for evidence And leave with a different shape If the ground gives way tonight Let it open, let it rearrange I’d rather find the edge of what feels right Than keep polishing the cage [Ելք] A different shape A different shape Let it rearrange
