[Verse 1] I mend the voices broken by the flame, Spooling through the darkness, searching for a name. A café by the railway, blue seats in a row, A garden after midnight where the missing people go. Your voice beneath the static Said, “Meet me when it rains.” I had never heard you speaking, But I remembered all the same. [Pre-Chorus] Every ruined sentence Opened like a door. I knew what you were saying Before I heard it all. [Chorus] There is a city beneath your name, A street beneath the scars. A room where we once promised We would never drift apart. I forgot the fire, But the fire remembered me. There is a city beneath your name Still burning underneath. [Verse 2] You came to build a monument of iron, glass and stone, Drawing empty houses you claimed you’d never known. But you described the cinema, the river and the rain, And every word you whispered made the lost streets rise again. I asked you where you learned them. You turned away from me. Some lies protect the living. Some truths refuse to leave. [Pre-Chorus] Every ruined sentence Opened like a door. I knew that I had loved you In another life before. [Chorus] There is a city beneath your name, A street beneath the scars. A room where we once promised We would never drift apart. I forgot the fire, But the fire remembered me. There is a city beneath your name Still burning underneath. [Bridge] Then the oldest tape began to turn, Your younger voice emerged. A woman said, “I’ll wait for you Beyond the edge of words.” The woman sounded like me, Though I could not recall why. You closed your eyes and whispered, “We survived by saying goodbye.” [Breakdown] Were we lovers? Were we strangers? Were we smoke against the sun? Did forgetting save our lives, Or destroy what we’d become? [Final Chorus] There is a city beneath your name, But I cannot live there now. I release the streets, the garden And our uncompleted vow. I forgot the fire, But tonight I set it free. There was a city beneath your name, And once you remembered me. [Outro] I pressed record at sunrise As your train moved through the grey: “We were real, my love, Even when remembering Was more than we could bear.”
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