Undertow

Intro

Hushed applause dissolving in the velvet night

Ivory keys waiting, shadows bow to light

Threads of longing spiral, woven bittersweet

Guitar fingers ready, trembling and fleet

Verse 1

Glass half-empty on the cracked piano frame

Restless pages turning, every note a broken claim

Grit beneath my voice, bruised and hardly ever tame

I sigh and unravel, here to play the game

voice shivers slowly, bruised by memories' touch

I carry all the questions but I don't ask much

Ripples through the silence, scars beneath the skin

Virtuoso confessions—where do I begin