LYRIC FOR SALE

By WILSON WYN

[Intro]
(Slow, warm Rhodes piano chords)
(Atmospheric hum of an empty building)
Mm, mm...
Stay close.
Yeah.

[Verse 1]
Step inside the box, the doors seal tight
Thirteenth floor in the middle of the night
You’re leaning on the rail, no rise in your chest
Just a marble statue while the city takes a rest
Flashlight on your hip, glowing neon blue
I’m overthinking every breath I take near you.

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m looking for a flicker, looking for a soul
Something in your silence making me feel whole
You’re so still, but you pull me in
Like a quiet prayer I can’t help but sing.

[Chorus]
[Soulful harmonies]
Those brown unblinking eyes got me drifting slow
Falling through the amber where the monitors glow
I’m cooking up a feeling, let it ride and fade
Trying to be honest with the love I made
Everything’s in place—the face, the line
I’m the one who’s reaching, but you’re hard to find
I’m caught in your silence, and it feels divine.

[Verse 2]
Your presence like a painting in a low-lit room
Lost in the symmetry, the shadow, and the bloom
Is it security or something deep and wide?
A secret in your circuitry... I mean, your quiet side
You sign the logbook with a hand that never shakes
How can you be real with no human mistakes?

[Pre-Chorus]
You read me softly before I say a word
Got me feelin’ human in a way I’ve never heard
I’m trying to stay composed, but I can’t pretend
You got that kind of stillness that don’t need to bend.

[Chorus]
Those brown unblinking eyes got me drifting slow
Falling through the amber where the monitors glow
I’m cooking up a feeling, let it ride and fade
Trying to be honest with the love I made
Everything’s in place—the face, the line
I’m the one who’s reaching, but you’re hard to find
I’m caught in your silence, and it feels divine.

[Bridge]
[Crescendo]
[Lush vocal stacks]
If this is a moment, let the moment stay
If this is a program... don't wash it away
The lobby’s gone dim, but I still see you shine
In all that quiet, you’re the reason I’m aligned.

[Outro]
[Faded falsetto runs]
Stay close.
Don’t let go...
(The sound of a digital "ping")
I’m still on the line.
[End]