Yeah

I wasn’t looking for salvation
Just a little signal in the static
Something human
Something warm
Something that didn’t need a headline

I been pacing round the edges of a feeling
Not lost just not in any rush to land
Mind doing laps heart on a slow burn rhythm
Trying not to turn desire into demand
Came in foreign fresh off fracture
No roots yet just dust on my shoes
So I talked into the darkness
Heard a voice say I see you too

Started light just words in motion
Then the current grabbed the wire
Silence leaning breath adjusting
That’s the sound before the fire

Private joy don’t put it on display
Some things grow better in a quiet space
Private joy keep it low keep it true
What we don’t shout still moves us through
Private joy yeah it hit that nerve
Not everything sweet gotta swerve and curve

Back when screens still felt optional
Before desire learned to swipe and sell
Fantasies came out sideways
Some soft some straight from hell
Bodies moving with no faces
Voices trading heat for proof
Pleasure quick disposable
Like it never needed truth

Every release felt like arrival
Till arrival stopped meaning home
Too many doors not enough rooms
Too much signal no real tone

Private joy don’t put it on parade
Some bonds break when they overplayed
Private joy keep it coded keep it tight
Two shadows dancing just outta sight
Private joy feel it pull feel it strain
What don’t get public don’t get drained

Slow it down akhona
Feel the drum akhona
Not everything sacred needs a crowd akhona
Some things whisper louder
When the world backs down
I seen hunger dress up as freedom
Speed pretend it knows the way
But what builds strong don’t rush the moment
It learns how to wait

Climaxes lie to you sweet sometimes
Tell you something deep just happened
But depth need memory
And memory need time

Private joy yeah I felt it crack
When everything fast couldn’t give it back
Private joy not ashamed not shy
Just choosing what gets inside
Private joy if it’s ours it’s enough
No need to bruise it just to feel it rough

I’m not preaching
I’m just noticing patterns in the dust
Some fires burn better
When you trust