歌詞

At the train of sleep

A name stays on the tongue

Two cups, one cracked rim

And the colder side of dawn

A ring of rain on the sill

Small as a secret kept

The room still leans toward loss

Even when the door is shut

Some things stay soft

Some things cut clean

Some things glow

Where the hurt has been

Hold that shape, hold it slow

Where the last warm moment goes

Not a wound, not a prize

Just a flame with gentler eyes

Hold that shape, hold it slow

Let the almost turn to gold

A coat on the chair back

Worn like a second skin

A spoon in the sink light

Sleeping where the day begins

The clock makes a small sound

Like somebody leaving home

No drama in the hallway

Just a pulse beneath the stone

Some things stay soft

Some things burn through

Some things break

Into something new

Stay a little, stay away

Let the distance learn my name

No goodbye, no encore

Just a scar that asks for more

Stay a little, stay away

Keep the ache from turning grey

If the sky forgets to open

Still the ground can bloom

If the hand can’t hold forever

It can still make room

Every ending leaves a doorway

Every silence leaves a line

Bittersweet is not a failure

Just a fruit that takes its time

Tell the dark to back away

There’s a свет?