After the Burn

{subdued ambient keys, vinyl crackle} Yeah...

Some things you just can't tape

back together. {melancholic clean electric

guitar, distant 808 kick}

I found the picture that we took in late July

Behind the dresser where the dust and memories lie

You had that smile like you knew we'd never fade

Now I'm just sitting in the mess that we made

{boombap

drum groove kicks in,

deep bass guitar} Your closet's empty but your scent is on the

floor

I keep on staring at the lock upon the door

Waiting for keys to jingle,

waiting for a sign

But there's no rewrite at the bottom of the line

(no rewrite, yeah)

{drum beat drops out,

solo

piano}

We built a kingdom on a foundation of sand

I thought I held the world right inside your hand

But waves came crashing and the walls started to fall

Now I'm just talking to the shadows on the wall (just talking,

ahh) {full drums re-enter,

swelling string pad} They say that time heals every single broken bone

But they don't tell you how it feels to sleep alone

In a cold bed with the silence screaming loud

I'm lost inside my mind,

standing in a crowd

{intense

delivery} So here's the final page,

the ink is running dry No clever closure,

no dramatic last goodbye

Just a quiet room,

a steady fading spark And me learning how to walk inside the

dark

(in the dark,

yeah) {drums fade out completely,

electric piano trails off} Just a fading spark...

Learning to walk...

(sighs) {reverb trail fades

to silence}