Out of My Reach

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Out of My Reach

David Luque · 6 plays

emotional male vocals, dark indie rock, cinematic haunting atmosphere, slow buildup, reverb-heavy guitar, soft piano background, melancholic, longing, slightly obsessive tone, poetic lyrics, dramatic chorus

Lyrics

Intro

(She walks)

Slow through the haze

(She walks)

Never turns my way

Verse

In the corner of the coffee shop haze

I sit with my book, pages unturned

Her fingers trace steam on the windowpane

Lips part like a prayer I never learned

Rain streaks the glass between us

I count the drops like secrets she keeps

Her coat hangs loose on narrow shoulders

Voice cuts the air, soft as she speaks

Pre-chorus

Every glance a theft I can't repay

Every step she takes pulls me under

Too perfect, too bright for my gray

Chorus

You're a painting I stare at from miles away

Brushstrokes of gold I could never touch

Jane, you're the storm I pray never breaks

Too beautiful, breaking me much too much

(Too much, too much)

Jane, you're the fire I watch burn from dust

Out of my reach, out of my reach

Verse

Mornings on the bus, she's three seats ahead

Hair falls like questions I ask in my head

Laughs with the world, it bends to her will

I fade in the seats, perfectly still

Notes in my pocket, words I won't send

Rehearse in the mirror till the ending bends

Her eyes skip right over, like I'm not even there

A ghost in her orbit, breathing her air

Pre-chorus

Every breath a chain I willingly wear

Every dream replays what I'll never share

Too radiant, too rare

Chorus

You're a painting I stare at from miles away

Brushstrokes of gold I could never touch

Jane, you're the storm I pray never breaks

Too beautiful, breaking me much too much

(Too much, too much)

Jane, you're the fire I watch burn from dust

Out of my reach, out of my reach

Bridge

One night I follow the curve of the street

Streetlights catch her face, holy and sweet

Fingers twitch forward, then curl back in defeat

She's a world I invented, complete

Chorus

You're a painting I stare at from miles away

Brushstrokes of gold I could never touch

Jane, you're the storm I pray never breaks

Too beautiful, breaking me much too much

(Too much, too much)

Jane, you're the fire I watch burn from dust

Out of my reach, out of my reach

(Out of my reach)

Outro

(She walks)

Slow through the haze

(She walks)

Never turns my way

(Never my way)

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