The Workbench
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The Workbench

Kibi

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[Intro]
[Verse]
Rain taps on the tin
The cold air creeping in
I turn the heavy key
To see what’s left of me
The workbench sits in dust
And metal turned to rust
It’s quiet in the shed
With all the words unsaid
[Pre-Chorus]
I touch the oil stain
I feel the hidden pain
Of things you never finished here
Within this lonely atmosphere
[Chorus]
I see your shadow in the grain
I feel your pulse inside the rain
A chipped ceramic cup
I cannot pick it up
The more I try to find the line
The more your hands look just like mine
[Verse]
A screwdriver turned red
Beside a wooden bed
A project never done
For a long-departed son
A Polaroid is tucked
In a corner where it stuck
Your smile is thin and grey
From a distant Sunday
[Pre-Chorus]
I touch the oil stain
I feel the hidden pain
Of things you never finished here
Within this lonely atmosphere
[Chorus]
I see your shadow in the grain
I feel your pulse inside the rain
A chipped ceramic cup
I cannot pick it up
The more I try to find the line
The more your hands look just like mine
[Bridge]
I never told you then
How I’d be here again
Sorting through the gears
And all the wasted years
I’m tightening the screw
To stay a part of you
[Verse]
The wood is scarred and deep
With secrets that you keep
I find a pencil mark
Fading in the dark
I measure out the space
And recognize your face
In every notch and dent
And every hour spent
[Chorus]
I see your shadow in the grain
I feel your pulse inside the rain
A chipped ceramic cup
I cannot pick it up
The more I try to find the line
The more your hands look just like mine
[Outro]

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