Lyric

I built a tower with paper walls

Dreams stacked high where shadows fall

The cracks were whispers, faint and small

But I heard them hum, I heard them sing

The quiet sound of everything

A graceful implosion, it's how I break

Falling softly for my own sake

No fireworks, no grand charade

Just a gentle crash in the mess I made

Whoa-oh-oh…

The glass it bends before it snaps

The silence fills the widening gaps

No need to run, no need to collapse

I feel it sway, I feel it breathe

The end is kinder than I believed

A graceful implosion, it's how I break

Falling softly for my own sake

No fireworks, no grand charade

Just a gentle crash in the mess I made

Whoa-oh-oh