[Verse] Neon veins pulse in the hush, Scissors hum through the velvet brush. Hedges stand like sentinels, Sewn with shadows, bent with years. [Pre-Chorus] No moon to guide, no name to call, Just this rhythm, this silent sprawl. Every cut a secret kept— The green is watching, it never sleeps. [Chorus] Trim the line, don’t let it grow, Let the dark hold what the light doesn’t know. Hedges watch, the silence bends, I’m the night’s last hand, the edge it sends. Trim the line, don’t let it grow— I’m the shadow that never lets go. [Verse] Steel teeth bite where no one sees, A silhouette in a silver freeze. No roots in soil, no breath in air, Just this glow and the weight of care. [Pre-Chorus] No path to trace, no way to start, Every step is a brand-new part. The blades are sharp, the hours long, And something’s breathing where I belong. [Chorus] Trim the line, don’t let it grow, Let the dark hold what the light doesn’t know. Hedges watch, the silence bends, I’m the night’s last hand, the edge it sends. Trim the line, don’t let it grow— I’m the shadow that never lets go. [Bridge] [Backing vocals, layered, half-whispered] Cut the past, cut the lie, cut the sky— One more branch, one more eye. [Lead, over sparse beat] I am not the gardener. I am the hedge. I am the cut. I am the edge. [Backing vocals, slow drop] I am the edge. I am the edge. I am the edge. [Chorus – final, with echo and slight slowing] Trim the line, don’t let it grow, Let the dark hold what the light doesn’t know. Hedges watch, the silence bends, I’m the night’s last hand, the edge it sends. Trim the line, don’t let it grow— I’m the shadow that never lets go.