Mombasa Window Fog

[Verse 1] Salt fog gathers on a mombasa window. A small rhythm gathers where the long day ends. I keep my hands steady and listen for the change. [Pre-Chorus] Ninaona mwanga, i see light through the softened glass. We make no promise louder than we can keep. [Chorus] Mombasa Window Fog, stay with me through the turning. Mombasa Window Fog, say the thing the dark could not erase. Let the final line arrive in its own time. We will know the way by how the last word lands. [Verse 2] The hour moves forward, leaving room around the truth. I meet it without hurry, without dressing it in gold. What was only distance becomes a road beneath us. What was only silence finds a voice and finds a home. [Bridge] No borrowed thunder, no convenient ending. Only breath, only ground, only one clear name. [Final Chorus] Mombasa Window Fog, stay with me through the turning. Let the final line arrive in its own time. We will know the way by how the last word lands.