VO:There's an extra shadow in the house now.
Light, quiet, belonging to the night.
It ,keeps its own time, its own mind.
And I am merely ,
a passing part of its landscape.
You move like moonlight on the floor,
A silent shadow by the door.
With emerald eyes that hold the night,
And steps too delicate for light.
You rule the couch, the shelf, the ledge,
With careful grace from edge to edge.
A tiny queen of all you see,
In perfect, proud autonomy.
Oh, independent soul, so fine,
You brush my leg then walk away,
A cameo you choose to play.
But sometimes when the stars align,
You curl up close and make you mine.
A soft purr in the quiet dark,
You watch the world from windowpanes,
Through gentle sun and soft rain.
You judge the birds with mild disdain,
Then stretch and yawn and dream again.
A statue on the mantlepiece,
A masterpiece of furry peace.
Until you deign to grace my lap,
And let your royal guard collapse.
Oh, independent soul, so fine,
You brush my leg then walk away,
A cameo you choose to play.
But sometimes when the stars align,
You curl up close and make you mine.
A soft purr in the quiet dark,
You are the poem not quite penned,
The wild thing that chose to pretend，
To live between our walls and shelves,
Yet keeping all your secret selves.
A touch, a glance, a fleeting stay,
Is all you ever give away.
And that is why we treasure more,
The love you guard behind the door.
Oh, independent soul, so fine,
You brush my leg then walk away,
A cameo you choose to play.
But sometimes when the stars align,
You curl up close and make you mine.
A soft purr in the quiet dark,
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:01.473]VO:There's an extra shadow in the house now.
[00:04.601]Light, quiet, belonging to the night.
[00:08.490]It ,keeps its own time, its own mind.
[00:11.880]And I am merely ,
[00:13.289]a passing part of its landscape.
[00:15.274]You move like moonlight on the floor,
[00:19.154]A silent shadow by the door.
[00:22.697]With emerald eyes that hold the night,
[00:26.386]And steps too delicate for light.
[00:30.018]You rule the couch, the shelf, the ledge,
[00:33.515]With careful grace from edge to edge.
[00:37.211]A tiny queen of all you see,
[00:40.875]In perfect, proud autonomy.
[00:48.588]Oh, independent soul, so fine,
[00:55.869]You brush my leg then walk away,
[00:59.581]A cameo you choose to play.
[01:02.518]But sometimes when the stars align,
[01:06.580]You curl up close and make you mine.
[01:10.228]A soft purr in the quiet dark,
[01:35.623]You watch the world from windowpanes,
[01:39.335]Through gentle sun and soft rain.
[01:42.920]You judge the birds with mild disdain,
[01:46.416]Then stretch and yawn and dream again.
[01:51.241]A statue on the mantlepiece,
[01:54.609]A masterpiece of furry peace.
[01:58.297]Until you deign to grace my lap,
[02:02.082]And let your royal guard collapse.
[02:08.898]Oh, independent soul, so fine,
[02:17.092]You brush my leg then walk away,
[02:20.820]A cameo you choose to play.
[02:24.020]But sometimes when the stars align,
[02:27.853]You curl up close and make you mine.
[02:31.413]A soft purr in the quiet dark,
[02:39.774]You are the poem not quite penned,
[02:42.790]The wild thing that chose to pretend，
[02:46.575]To live between our walls and shelves,
[02:50.175]Yet keeping all your secret selves.
[02:53.903]A touch, a glance, a fleeting stay,
[02:57.424]Is all you ever give away.
[03:01.088]And that is why we treasure more,
[03:04.889]The love you guard behind the door.
[03:11.921]Oh, independent soul, so fine,
[03:19.930]You brush my leg then walk away,
[03:23.595]A cameo you choose to play.
[03:26.827]But sometimes when the stars align,
[03:30.491]You curl up close and make you mine.
[03:34.051]A soft purr in the quiet dark,
VO:There's an extra shadow in the house now.
Light, quiet, belonging to the night.
It ,keeps its own time, its own mind.
And I am merely ,
a passing part of its landscape.
You move like moonlight on the floor,
A silent shadow by the door.
With emerald eyes that hold the night,
And steps too delicate for light.
You rule the couch, the shelf, the ledge,
With careful grace from edge to edge.
A tiny queen of all you see,
In perfect, proud autonomy.
Oh, independent soul, so fine,
You brush my leg then walk away,
A cameo you choose to play.
But sometimes when the stars align,
You curl up close and make you mine.
A soft purr in the quiet dark,
You watch the world from windowpanes,
Through gentle sun and soft rain.
You judge the birds with mild disdain,
Then stretch and yawn and dream again.
A statue on the mantlepiece,
A masterpiece of furry peace.
Until you deign to grace my lap,
And let your royal guard collapse.
Oh, independent soul, so fine,
You brush my leg then walk away,
A cameo you choose to play.
But sometimes when the stars align,
You curl up close and make you mine.
A soft purr in the quiet dark,
You are the poem not quite penned,
The wild thing that chose to pretend，
To live between our walls and shelves,
Yet keeping all your secret selves.
A touch, a glance, a fleeting stay,
Is all you ever give away.
And that is why we treasure more,
The love you guard behind the door.
Oh, independent soul, so fine,
You brush my leg then walk away,
A cameo you choose to play.
But sometimes when the stars align,
You curl up close and make you mine.
A soft purr in the quiet dark,
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:01.473]VO:There's an extra shadow in the house now.
[00:04.601]Light, quiet, belonging to the night.
[00:08.490]It ,keeps its own time, its own mind.
[00:11.880]And I am merely ,
[00:13.289]a passing part of its landscape.
[00:15.274]You move like moonlight on the floor,
[00:19.154]A silent shadow by the door.
[00:22.697]With emerald eyes that hold the night,
[00:26.386]And steps too delicate for light.
[00:30.018]You rule the couch, the shelf, the ledge,
[00:33.515]With careful grace from edge to edge.
[00:37.211]A tiny queen of all you see,
[00:40.875]In perfect, proud autonomy.
[00:48.588]Oh, independent soul, so fine,
[00:55.869]You brush my leg then walk away,
[00:59.581]A cameo you choose to play.
[01:02.518]But sometimes when the stars align,
[01:06.580]You curl up close and make you mine.
[01:10.228]A soft purr in the quiet dark,
[01:35.623]You watch the world from windowpanes,
[01:39.335]Through gentle sun and soft rain.
[01:42.920]You judge the birds with mild disdain,
[01:46.416]Then stretch and yawn and dream again.
[01:51.241]A statue on the mantlepiece,
[01:54.609]A masterpiece of furry peace.
[01:58.297]Until you deign to grace my lap,
[02:02.082]And let your royal guard collapse.
[02:08.898]Oh, independent soul, so fine,
[02:17.092]You brush my leg then walk away,
[02:20.820]A cameo you choose to play.
[02:24.020]But sometimes when the stars align,
[02:27.853]You curl up close and make you mine.
[02:31.413]A soft purr in the quiet dark,
[02:39.774]You are the poem not quite penned,
[02:42.790]The wild thing that chose to pretend，
[02:46.575]To live between our walls and shelves,
[02:50.175]Yet keeping all your secret selves.
[02:53.903]A touch, a glance, a fleeting stay,
[02:57.424]Is all you ever give away.
[03:01.088]And that is why we treasure more,
[03:04.889]The love you guard behind the door.
[03:11.921]Oh, independent soul, so fine,
[03:19.930]You brush my leg then walk away,
[03:23.595]A cameo you choose to play.
[03:26.827]But sometimes when the stars align,
[03:30.491]You curl up close and make you mine.
[03:34.051]A soft purr in the quiet dark,