Burning Frame

{intimate

fingerpicked

clean electric

guitar intro, bittersweet progression}

Silent room, the dust begins to fall

Empty frames upon the bedroom wall

(humm) {soft rhythm section enters} But I still feel the static in

the air

As if

you're standing there {guitars swell,

switch to light overdrive,

build-up} Let the rain wash away

the history

Let the embers fade to grey

Every promise was a mystery

That we threw away

{huge wall of overdriven guitars,

crashing cymbals} Tracing lines we drew in summer sand

Trying hard to reach your phantom hand {subdued but driving

groove, clean guitar rhythm}

And I still feel the static in the air

Like you're standing there

{guitars swell, snare build}

Let the rain

wash away

the history

Let the embers fade to grey

Every promise was a mystery

That we threw away

{huge walls of guitar,

powerful rhythm} {expressive

soaring lead guitar solo,

bending notes, emotional vibrato}

We threw it all away...

{guitar fades to fingerpicking,

quiet

ending}