Blue Ink Ghost

[Intro]
[Verse]
The air smells like vanilla
Under a paper umbrella
Dust on the wooden floor
I don't go there much anymore
But the 821 shelf stays
Lost in a golden haze
Fingerprints on the side
Where the secrets used to hide
[Verse]
Cracked leather under my thumb
Waiting for the words to come
I used to tuck a page inside
With nowhere left to hide
Scrawled lines in messy blue
Hoping they would get to you
Between the Yeats and the Keats
In the quiet back-row seats
[Chorus]
I stopped leaving notes in the back
Hidden in a spine that's cracked
Faded blue ink on my skin
Wondering where you have been
We used to share the same rhyme
In a different space and time
Now the paper just feels old
And the stories have been told
[Post-Chorus]
Just a ghost in the stack
Never looking back
Soft light on the floor
I don't do that anymore
[Verse]
You had a way with the margins
Where the heavy thought begins
I’d see your pencil marks there
Like a ghost in the air
We were talking through the ink
Closer than you'd ever think
Two strangers on the same trail
Leaving a paper-thin veil
[Chorus]
I stopped leaving notes in the back
Hidden in a spine that's cracked
Faded blue ink on my skin
Wondering where you have been
We used to share the same rhyme
In a different space and time
Now the paper just feels old
And the stories have been told
[Bridge]
The town feels smaller today
In a bittersweet kind of way
I’ve outgrown the secret code
On this familiar quiet road
But I still touch the binding
To see what I am finding
It’s not sadness, it’s just growth
Something heavy for us both
[Breakdown]
Soft breath
Old paper
Ink turns to vapor
[Chorus]
I stopped leaving notes in the back
Hidden in a spine that's cracked
Faded blue ink on my skin
Wondering where you have been
We used to share the same rhyme
In a different space and time
Now the paper just feels old
And the stories have been told
[Post-Chorus]
Just a ghost in the stack
Never looking back
Soft light on the floor
I don't do that anymore
[Outro]