歌詞

I found the blown fuse

Inside the little door

Glass clouded over

Wire curled at the core

It should have been finished

It should have been cold

But I touched the end

And felt it still hold

Some things fail softly

Without losing all light

Some endings keep warmth

After leaving our sight

I do not call it over

Just because it went dim

There is life in the quiet

Where the last heat sits

The box stayed open

Under the workbench lamp

My thumb found the black mark

Where the current had passed

I thought of the places

I had written off too soon

Rooms without voices

Hearts without rooms

Some things fail softly

Without losing all light

Some endings keep warmth

After leaving our sight

I do not call it over

Just because it went dim

There is life in the quiet

Where the last heat sits

Maybe not every spark

Comes back as flame

Maybe some survival

Does not need a name

A thing can be damaged

And still carry proof

A pulse can stay hidden

Under ash and loose screws

Some things fail softly

Without losing all light

Some endings keep warmth

After leaving our sight

I do not call it over

Just because it went dim

There is life in the quiet

Where the last heat sits

I found it still warm

In the fuse