歌词
[Intro] [Verse] Thrift store on the street Heavy wool against the heat Deep inside the lining fold A scrap of paper turning gold Ten years hidden in the dark A tiny, faded pencil mark [Pre-Chorus] Who was holding the pen? Where were they living then? Did the morning feel the same? Before the seasons forgot the name [Chorus] Oat milk in the glass Watching the seasons pass Lightbulbs for the hall Shadows on the wall Treats for the tabby cat Sitting where they sat The ghost of a day A world tucked away [Verse] Cursive handwriting is tight Planning for a Tuesday night Maybe they were lonely too Searching for a point of view Did they find the perfect pear? Did they like the coat I wear? [Pre-Chorus] Was there coffee in the pot? Did they like the things they bought? The sun was leaning on the floor Walking through a different door [Chorus] Oat milk in the glass Watching the seasons pass Lightbulbs for the hall Shadows on the wall Treats for the tabby cat Sitting where they sat The ghost of a day A world tucked away [Bridge] We leave these little trails behind For someone else’s hands to find A map of what we used to need A story that we’ll never read Just a stranger in my pocket Like a picture in a locket [Verse] The wool is heavy on my chest Putting all the ghosts to rest I’ll keep the list inside the seam Part of someone else’s dream They are gone but not forgot Tied into a simple knot [Chorus] Oat milk in the glass Watching the seasons pass Lightbulbs for the hall Shadows on the wall Treats for the tabby cat Sitting where they sat The ghost of a day A world tucked away [Post-Chorus] Just tucked away Lost in the grey Safe for today Finding the way [Outro]
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