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[Intro] [Verse] Found a scrap of paper thin Hidden where the lining's been Blue ink fading on the page Yellowed with a quiet age Two coffees and a side of toast The ghost I seem to miss the most [Pre-Chorus] Outside the window, winter bites I'm back beneath those diner lights The smell of grease and heavy rain A dull and familiar kind of pain [Chorus] Strumming chords on a wooden box Time is ticking on the clocks You’re an ocean far away In a different kind of day Just a receipt in my hand From a life we didn't plan [Post-Chorus] Oh, the things we keep While the city is asleep [Verse] Route nine was a ribbon black No intention of looking back Dashboard glowed a ghostly green The purest sight I’ve ever seen You laughed until your voice went hoarse Changing every steady course [Chorus] Strumming chords on a wooden box Time is ticking on the clocks You’re an ocean far away In a different kind of day Just a receipt in my hand From a life we didn't plan [Bridge] Now you're under London skies Watching different suns arise I’m still in this woolen coat Reading what the waitress wrote Is it cold where you are now? I’d reach out if I knew how [Break] [Verse] Brushed cajon like a steady beat Walking down a frozen street The cello swells inside my chest Putting all the ghosts to rest I’ll fold the paper, tuck it deep A secret that I meant to keep [Chorus] Strumming chords on a wooden box Time is ticking on the clocks You’re an ocean far away In a different kind of day Just a receipt in my hand From a life we didn't plan [Post-Chorus] Oh, the things we keep While the city is asleep [Outro]
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