Whisper's Thread

[Verse 1]
Three days on, a phantom grace,
Still breathes your scent, held in this space.
A fine mist clinging, soft and deep,
While ancient boughs through mist still weep.
My jacket's weave, a silent tome,
Where echoes of your touch still roam.

[Chorus]
Oh, this whisper's thread, it holds you near,
A ghost of touch, dispelling fear.
A fragile bloom, a scent unfurled,
Within my quiet, waking world.

[Verse 2]
Like cypress shadows, long and deep,
A pattern woven, secrets keep.
The velvet of a passing thought,
A memory, gently, softly wrought.
Across the warp, a subtle stain,
Of quiet joy, and tender pain.

[Chorus]
Oh, this whisper's thread, it holds you near,
A ghost of touch, dispelling fear.
A fragile bloom, a scent unfurled,
Within my quiet, waking world.

[Bridge]
In Shizuoka's mist, a new leaf breathes,
A silent strength, my heart now weaves.
This tender ache, a kindred hum,
From distant shores, where moments come.

[Outro]
Still your breath on the woven air,
A phantom solace, beyond compare.