

{warm clean electric guitar chords,
slow acoustic piano notes}
Found a photo
from that August trip Your hair was wet,
my arm around your waist
We couldn't even
order dinner then Without our fingers finding every place
Now we sleep on
separate schedules
Touch each other reaching for the light
It's not that I don't want you anymore It's just that wanting
takes a different fight
After the spark what's left to hold
When the fire
becomes the coal
After the spark am I still here
Or am I chasing who we were
I keep comparing
you to someone gone A younger version
with no bills to pay
She didn't know my
mother's medication She never saw me
on a broken day
It isn't fair
to hold you to a ghost
Who only lived
when nothing was at stake
The girl I fell for
didn't have a reason
To stay with someone hard to love awake (ooh)
After the spark what's left to hold
When the fire
becomes the coal
After the spark am I still here
Or am I chasing who we were
Maybe desire doesn't disappear
It just gets quieter with the years And what I'm missing
isn't you
It's the version of myself who had nothing left to lose
After the spark there's still a glow
Not a fire
but enough to know
After the spark
I'm choosing slow
Over burning out again
below
{clean electric guitar fades out,
acoustic piano decay}