Lights out, the city holds its breath
Neon saints and satellites confess
Every plan I made feels paper-thin
Every echoed promise wearing thin
You trace a future on a fogged-up glass
Talk in colours I can’t make last
We build empires out of sleepless nights
But they fade like dust in the morning light
I keep rehearsing every word we never said
Shadows on the ceiling marching through my head
Dreams are not enough to keep this world from breaking
Not enough to turn the quiet into saving
We were reaching for a sky that never opened up
Lying to ourselves that love would be enough
Dreams are not enough when daylight starts erasing
Every constellation we’ve been chasing
Choirs in my chest sing minor hymns
Cellos draw the fault lines on my skin
Your voice, a distant station through the rain
Half a song, and then the static comes again
I’ve been drawing stairways on the back of every note
Hoping one might hold, but every line corrodes
Dreams are not enough to keep this world from breaking
Not enough to turn the quiet into saving
We were reaching for a sky that never opened up
Lying to ourselves that love would be enough
Dreams are not enough when daylight starts erasing
Every constellation we’ve been chasing
If we burn the maps, will we still lose our way
If we drop the roles, will there be anything to say
All these fractured halos, circling overhead
Angels made of wishbone, miracles of lead
Low voices hum like wires in the dark
High voices fall like embers, like sparks
You and I, two silhouettes against the flood
Writing our confession out in blood
Dreams are not enough, but still we keep them breathing
Tiny distant fires in a sky that won’t stop leaving
We were reaching for a shore that never rose above
Calling it salvation, calling it our love
Dreams are not enough, but I can’t stop believing
In the ghosts of us that won’t stop singing
So let the cellos draw the night across our eyes
Let the choir fade to whispers, then to sighs
When the last note falls and all the echoes rust
We’ll know what we were was more than dreams,
but less than trust