On the Balcony´s Edge ~ by Lyl

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Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ohh… ahh…)
The wind draws quiet circles in the time.

[Verse 1]
I sit on the balcony’s edge, like every evening,
beneath me only forest, keeping all its secrets breathing.
My arms around my knees, a small and waiting boat,
holding to the thought of you against the undertow.

No noise but leaves that whisper, no light but scattered stars,
and shadows stretching longer where the silver moonlight scars.
I count the hours like beads no one will ever take,
and hear a violin say my name in every break.

[Pre-Chorus]
And every time a branchline creaks,
my heart jumps far too soon.
I stay right here on this thin edge—
like I’m the calm that will find you when you’re worn.

[Chorus]
I’m waiting here, I’m waiting here,
where sky falls softly into trees.
If you come back, I’ll lead you through
this quiet dark that never leaves.
I keep a little light in hand,
but watch the blackness like it sings—
I sit on the balcony’s edge
and wait until your shadows bring you in.

[Verse 2]
I learned the way you travel—not by road and not by time,
a friend of dusk and silence, shaped in midnight’s line.
A shadow mage, so gentle, turning darkness into doors,
and when you find your way back home, you rise from hidden floors.

So I stare at all the borders where the light is wearing thin,
where ferns turn into ink, where every tree keeps secrets in.
Sometimes something shifts and gathers underneath the pines—
I hold my breath and listen for the sign that you’re behind.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
’Cause you don’t come from straight ahead,
not from the open view—
you step out of a shadow’s mouth
and make the world feel true.

[Chorus]
I’m waiting here, I’m waiting here,
where sky falls softly into trees.
If you come back, I’ll lead you through
this quiet dark that never leaves.
I keep a little light in hand
so it won’t swallow you in—
I sit on the balcony’s edge
and wait till you return from shadows again.

[Bridge]
(Ohh… ahh…)
The wind turns colder, but I won’t go inside.
I watch the darkest corners—
they might be where you hide.

When leaves forget to rustle
and even owls fall still,
I know something is moving there,
something shaped like will.

[Final Chorus]
I’m waiting here, I’m waiting here,
until the hours learn to bend.
If you come back, I’ll lay my heart
in warmer hands again.
I keep a little light in hand
until your voice is close within—
I sit on the balcony’s edge
and wait till you rise from shadows, come back in.

[Outro]
(Ohh… ahh…)
On the balcony’s edge…
I count the shadows—
until you’re here.