Lyric

The mirror knows my face too well

But not the things I hide behind

I keep collecting empty hours

Like souvenirs I’ll never find

The room is full of half-lit ghosts

Made from plans I never kept

Every dream I used to chase

Now sleeps somewhere I forget

And I don’t know where I’m going

But I’m tired of standing still

I’m falling out of frames I built myself

Watching every version sit on the shelf

Trying to be somebody I could trust

But everything keeps turning into dust

Maybe the stars are just city lights

Maybe I’ve been wrong this whole damn time

Still I leave the door unlocked inside

In case I find a reason not to hide

The future feels like static noise

Buzzing through the walls at night

Everybody talks about tomorrow

Like they’ve already seen the light

But I’m still counting passing trains

Wondering if I missed my stop

Holding onto fading signals

Too afraid to let them drop

I’m falling out of frames I built myself

Running from a shadow nobody else felt

Every scar becomes another line

In a story I’m still learning how to write

Maybe the stars are just city lights

But they shine enough to get me through tonight

And if the morning finds me still alive

Maybe that’s a reason enough to try