Rust Thread

[Verse 1]
This air, a shroud of years, a velvet pall,
Unraveling whispers caught within these walls.
I step inside the silence, where old echoes lie,
Beneath a fractured window, watching moments die.

[Chorus]
Rust thread, it pulls me back again,
Caught in the weave of forgotten pain.
Rust thread, deep in my soul, it never leaves,
Through the worn tapestry, my heart still grieves.

[Verse 2]
A broken pane, a glimpse of factory gray,
Where ghost machines once hummed their silent day.
Each rusted key, a story, frayed and torn,
A palimpsest of days, forever sworn.

[Chorus]
Rust thread, it pulls me back again,
Caught in the weave of forgotten pain.
Rust thread, deep in my soul, it never leaves,
Through the worn tapestry, my heart still grieves.

[Bridge]
The dust motes dance, an ancient, slow ballet,
Through fractures of light where shadows play.
This tender melancholy, raw and deep,
The secrets that these hollow chambers keep.

[Outro]
Still weaving ghosts in the heavy air,
A tapestry of loss and quiet prayer.