[Verse 1]
Half of the pattern, skipping in static
Tangle of tongues in the tilt of your laugh
Frost forms a filament, blue with a twist
Waiting for wonder to wander right past
[Pre-Chorus]
(I can feel, feel, feel it crash)
Sharp under currents keep spinning the glass
[Chorus]
Cascade
All around, spirals spin and fade
Cascade
Floating up, twisting threads unmade
Around you, all I see—cascade
[Verse 2]
Slide through the syllables, stutter and shiver
Sparks in your spiral, dissolving the line
Ripple of memory, mirrored and minor
Drawn by design, but you’re shifting the sign