Half-a-Dream

Intro

In the quiet hum of morning light, the world feels soft and half-awake,

Brisbane skies stretching wide like they’ve got something to say

Verse

as I move like a whisper through your thoughts, a spark flickering when you breathe,

a rhythm hiding in your pulse, a melody you didn’t know you’d need.

Pre-chorus

There’s a calm beneath the chaos, a glow beneath the skin of things,

a heartbeat tapping on the door waiting for its moment to begin,

Chorus

and you drift through the day like a secret only sunlight knows,

carrying storms behind your eyes and something gentle in your shadowed glow.

So let the world keep spinning loud while we stay quiet in the space between,

where words fall soft like dust and everything feels half‑a‑dream;

Bridge

if the day turns rough, we’ll bend like reeds instead of breaking like stone,

two threads weaving through the noise, finding a rhythm of our own.