

The room grows heavy with the rain
I wear the evening like a bruise A quiet weight beneath my
ribs The mirror bends around the truth And every promise starts to
slip I count the cracks along the wall Like years I never
learned to name
If I am more than what I lost Why do I answer
to the same
Hold me in the failing light Where the silence shows its teeth
I can feel the floor give way Under everything I keep I
am the low fire after midnight Still alive,
but barely warm
Turning through the cold inside me Trying to outrun the storm If
there's a hand beneath this darkness Let it find me where I
fall I have carried all this sorrow Till it sounds like my
own call There was a time I spoke in gold Now every
word is rust and rain I trace the outline of my name
And find a stranger in the grain The night keeps leaning on
my back It knows exactly where I break But somewhere under all
this ash A heart is asking me to wake (ahhhh) Let the
water take the dust Let the truth come without mercy If I
tremble, let it mean There is still a life within me I
am the
low fire after midnight Still alive,
but barely
warm Turning through the cold inside me Trying to outrun the
storm If there's a hand beneath this darkness Let it find me
where I fall I have carried all this sorrow Till it sounds
like my own call The room grows quiet with the rain And
I remain (ahhhh)