

The floorboards creak beneath my socks
Ticking of the old apartment clock
You're sleeping heavy in the other room
Underneath the cold August moon
I leave the silver rings upon the stand
No longer fitting on my changing hand
Zip the canvas bag and pull it tight
Step into the cool damp air of night
No screaming fight, no final tear
I’m leaving everything I built right here
You thought you kept me locked inside the dark
But I found the key,
I found the spark
Key on the counter,
door pulled shut
Bleeding out from every subtle cut
The streetlight catches on the morning dew I’m walking away from just
us two
No screaming fight, no final tear
I’m leaving everything I built right here
You thought you kept me locked inside the dark
But I found the key,
I found the spark
Quiet in the hallway Quiet on the street
The first time in years I can hear
my own heartbeat
(my own heartbeat)