

Your coat on my chair
Your breath in the room
We talk like we're near
Still miles in the loom
Your hand on my sleeve
Then gone in a second
I catch what you mean
But it leaves me unreckoned
There's a line in the floor
I keep stepping around
You lean in to say more
And the silence gets loud
So close, so far
We don't touch the scar
You're right here
But behind that bar
So close, so far
I can read your heart
Still I reach
And it slips apart
We share the same glass
We share the same night
You smile at the edge
I hold back the light
Your name in my mouth
Feels smaller than truth
Like a key in my palm
That won't turn for you
There's a line in the floor
I keep stepping around
You lean in to say more
And the silence gets loud
So close, so far
We don't touch the scar
You're right here
But behind that bar
So close, so far
I can read your heart
Still I reach
And it slips apart
If I spoke it plain
Would it break the glass
Would your eyes stay kind
Would the moment pass
I can stand right there
And still miss your hand
Some things stay alive
Only in the in-between
So close, so far
We don't touch the scar
You're right here
But behind that bar
So close, so far
I can read your heart
Still I reach
And it slips apart
- Lyricist
Tovin Ashke
- Composer
Tovin Ashke
- Producer
Tovin Ashke
- Vocals
Tovin Ashke

Listen to Air Between Hands by Tovin Ashke
Streaming / Download
- 1
Polite Static
Tovin Ashke
- 2
Bleached Wall Noon
Tovin Ashke
- 3
Collar Pinprick
Tovin Ashke
- 4
All Sounds Same Distance
Tovin Ashke
- 5
Information Flood
Tovin Ashke
- 6
Processing Delay
Tovin Ashke
- 7
Spoken Through Glass
Tovin Ashke
- 8
Bone-Cold Far
Tovin Ashke
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Air Between Hands
Tovin Ashke
- 10
Still Functioning
Tovin Ashke
- 11
Weight Without Scene
Tovin Ashke
- 12
Hairline in the Quiet
Tovin Ashke
An album for the hidden noise inside people who keep living like they're okay
