The Violet in the Margin

[Intro]
[Verse]
Steam starts to rise
Right before my eyes
Sun hits the floor
By the heavy door
I found a small book
In a hidden nook
Dust on the spine
Of a heart not mine
[Pre-Chorus]
Page forty-two
Something brand new
But old as the hills
The quiet it stills
[Chorus]
A pressed violet bloom
In this quiet room
A stranger’s black ink
Makes me stop and think
Tracing your signs
Through these faded designs
A soft bridge we cross
Without any loss
[Verse]
You circled a word
Like a song I heard
The margin is frayed
Where your pencil stayed
Did you drink tea?
Were you lonely like me?
In a winter so cold
When the story was gold?
[Pre-Chorus]
Ink smudges gray
From a distant day
A heart on the sleeve
That you had to leave
[Chorus]
A pressed violet bloom
In this quiet room
A stranger’s black ink
Makes me stop and think
Tracing your signs
Through these faded designs
A soft bridge we cross
Without any loss
[Bridge]
The cello hums low
The piano is slow
We’re woven in threads
In the things left unsaid
A ghost of a hand
Across shifting sand
We’re never alone
In the seeds we have sown
[Verse]
I’ll leave it right there
For the next one to share
A secret held fast
From the ghost of the past
The window is frost
But the light isn't lost
Small kindnesses grow
In the things that we know
[Chorus]
A pressed violet bloom
In this quiet room
A stranger’s black ink
Makes me stop and think
Tracing your signs
Through these faded designs
A soft bridge we cross
Without any loss
[Post-Chorus]
Without any loss
The bridge that we cross
The violet bloom
In this quiet room
[Outro]