Unwoven Night

[Verse 1]
Rain paints the glass, a blurred obsidian sheen,
Your porch light a ghost through the liquid screen.
My breath on the pane, a mist-drawn, ephemeral plea,
For a story half-told, still binding you to me.

[Chorus]
These unwoven threads, they pull and fray,
My hands grip the wheel, I should drive away.
This quiet ache within, a bittersweet design,
To leave this pattern broken, but know it wasn't mine.

[Verse 2]
Each memory a knot, tied deep in the loam,
Whispers from elders, 'Know when to journey home.'
But home feels changed now, a tapestry re-dyed,
With hues I don't recognize, nowhere left to hide.

[Chorus]
These unwoven threads, they pull and fray,
My hands grip the wheel, I should drive away.
This quiet ache within, a bittersweet design,
To leave this pattern broken, but know it wasn't mine.

[Bridge]
An indigo grief dyes the silence tonight,
For a pattern we started, but couldn't quite mend right.
This pursuit of connection, a delicate weave gone wrong,
A silent incantation, where my spirit doesn't belong.

[Outro]
The engine hums low, a quiet, final plea,
The road unwinds before me, setting my spirit free.