Ghost Note Gospel

[Verse 1]
The blue light from this cracked screen paints the Kente on the keys.
It's 1:03 on a Tuesday, Nostrand Avenue's asleep.
Got your name up in the draft here, cursor blinking on the seam,
And I'm weaving you a story that you'll only ever dream.

[Pre-Chorus]
Backspace, space, I try a different thread.
Maybe something cutting, something better left unsaid.
Fingers hover on the glass, a little prayer, a little flex,
Oh, the power in the quiet of an un-sent, perfect text.

[Chorus]
I wrote you a whole damn gospel in the ghost notes now.
It's the sermon of the century, you'll never read it out loud.

[Verse 2]
My mother spoke in silence, in the pulling of a thread.
She could un-make a man with just the turning of her head.
She said, "Some cloth is not for mending, girl, just let the edges fray."
And I'm her daughter, after all, learning power in my own way.

[Bridge]
Got your little icon burning, waiting for the dots to show.
But this message is a kingdom where you ain't ever gonna go.

[Outro]
I wrote you a gospel.
And I just pressed delete.