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[Intro] [Verse] The radiator hums a low A minor chord Staring at the ceiling, feeling slightly bored Shifted a milk crate, found a blue spiral spine A dusty relic from a much simpler time Ninety-seven scribbles on a yellowed page A tiny architect locked inside a cage The smell of cedar and the graphite smear Resurrecting every long-forgotten year [Hook] Half-finished lines in a world so wide Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide Just a kid with a pen and a grand design Chasing a light that forgot to shine It’s a heavy anchor for a light routine Living in the spaces that are in between Yeah, it’s just the sketches of a ghost I knew Painting my gray sky a shade of blue [Verse] I drew a mansion with a moat and a bridge Now I’m just cleaning out the back of the fridge There’s a rocket ship stalled on the margins there Next to a grocery list for some kitchenware I wanted to be a pilot or a king of the hill Now I’m just a master of the monthly bill Multisyllabic dreams in a monosyllable life Cutting through the quiet like a butter knife [Hook] Half-finished lines in a world so wide Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide Just a kid with a pen and a grand design Chasing a light that forgot to shine It’s a heavy anchor for a light routine Living in the spaces that are in between Yeah, it’s just the sketches of a ghost I knew Painting my gray sky a shade of blue [Bridge] The trumpet loops and the vinyl pops The clock on the wall never really stops It’s not a tragedy, it’s just how it goes Wearing the weight of the clothes I chose But those crooked stars and the jagged sun Remind me of the race that I haven't run [Verse] I see the charcoal smudges on my thumb today A bit of that magic hasn't slipped away It anchors the boredom of the nine-to-five Keeps the small flicker of the spark alive No grand redemption, no cinematic end Just an old notebook like a silent friend The coffee is cold and the streetlights blink Drowning my thoughts in a bottle of ink [Hook] Half-finished lines in a world so wide Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide Just a kid with a pen and a grand design Chasing a light that forgot to shine It’s a heavy anchor for a light routine Living in the spaces that are in between Yeah, it’s just the sketches of a ghost I knew Painting my gray sky a shade of blue [Outro]
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