The Thrifted Coat

[Intro]
[Verse]
Dust motes dancing in the light
Everything feels way too bright
Sun-faded walls in the hall
Watching every shadow fall
Cold tea in a ceramic cup
I finally stopped looking up
To see if you were at the door
I don't need that ghost no more
[Pre-Chorus]
I spent my days on a one-way street
Trying to make the ends meet
But the math was always wrong
I was singing the whole song
[Chorus]
Now the air tastes like honey
And the sky looks like money
I’m taking back my time
Every rhythm, every rhyme
It’s a quiet kind of win
Letting all the newness in
Yeah, I’m good on my own
Finally found my way back home
[Post-Chorus]
Way back home
On my own
Yeah, the light is grown
[Verse]
Thrifted coat on a wooden hook
Just like a page in a dusty book
Shoulders were always a bit too wide
I was lost and small inside
Heavy wool and a silver zip
Letting all the memories slip
It never really fit my frame
I’m through with playing your game
[Pre-Chorus]
I spent my days on a one-way street
Trying to make the ends meet
But the math was always wrong
I was singing the whole song
[Chorus]
Now the air tastes like honey
And the sky looks like money
I’m taking back my time
Every rhythm, every rhyme
It’s a quiet kind of win
Letting all the newness in
Yeah, I’m good on my own
Finally found my way back home
[Bridge]
No more waiting for a text
Wondering what’s coming next
I’m the queen of this empty space
I like the smile on my face
Rhodes keys playing soft and low
Watching all the sorrow go
I’m whole
In my soul
[Hook]
I’m hanging up the weight
I’m cleaning off the slate
It’s never too late
To love the girl I hate
[Chorus]
Now the air tastes like honey
And the sky looks like money
I’m taking back my time
Every rhythm, every rhyme
It’s a quiet kind of win
Letting all the newness in
Yeah, I’m good on my own
Finally found my way back home
[Outro]