The story
They care without ever saying it out loud.
In the quiet after midnight, two people move around each other with the kind of care that never needs a confession. A hand lingers on a porch rail, a lamp stays on in the next room, and every small silence says what the mouth will not. They live beside the truth, one breath away from crossing into it.
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Lyrics
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