Shadow Circuitry

Cold glass on the window

Backseat full of old years (ah) I kept my name in the

fog on the train line Cheap headphones,

late ride, bass in the gray night Old texts in my pocket

still glow when the rain hits Whole block moving slow but my

head never stays still We were all making plans with a cracked

little screen light Now every small win feels strange when the room's

quiet I came up on hard floors,

cold halls, long stairwells Still hear the past in the kick when

the snare swells Take me back to the low glow Where the

night moved slow

Heart beat under cold chrome Still I can't let go

Take me back to the lost road Where we said we'd know

All that we were holds on Even when lights go

Same town, new face,

same ache in the concrete We learned how to smile with the

doubt underneath Some friends disappeared,

some names turned to static Some nights hit soft and some come

back manic I still chase a future from a room with one

lamp on Still write my truth while the whole train rolls past

dawn If I sound distant,

it's the miles in my bloodstream If I sound warm,

it's the fire from the old scene

We were young in the hard blue dark

Hands up like we'd outrun the hurt

Now the years leave a mark,

leave a mark

But the spark still works Take me back to the low glow

Where the night moved slow Heart

beat under cold chrome Still I can't let go Take

me back to the lost road Where we said we'd know All

that we were holds on Even when lights go Backseat,

cold air, long road

Old days don't leave,

they fold (ooh)