Lyric

Midnight found me

Tracing where your head once lay

Fold in the blanket

Still holding the shape of your name

You are the ache in my quiet

You are the storm in my chest

I keep on talking to shadows on your pillow

Begging them to tell me you’ll come back and rest

You are the soft

Cruel memory

You are the breath I can’t catch

Every night I sing to shadows on your pillow

Praying they can teach my heart to forget

Yesterday’s laughter

Lives in the clothes on the chair

Lipstick on fabric

Bright as the way you used to care

You are the warm in the winter

You are the cold in July

I keep on folding these shadows on your pillow

Like I’m tucking in the ghost of goodbye

You are the truth that can drown me

You are the lie I protect

Every night I chase the shadows on your pillow

Til my eyes burn red from the regret

Down in the kitchen

Your favorite plate on the rack

Fork in the sink there

Waiting for hands that won’t come back

You are the word I can’t swallow

You are the tear that won’t fall

I keep on setting a place for your shadow

Like you’re walking through that doorway after all

You are the almost-forever

You are the promise I kept

Every night I curl beside your empty pillow

Whispering to everything we left

Under the streetlight

Keys in a bowl by the door

One held your heartbeat

Quiet and lost on my floor

You are the start and the ending

You are the lesson I missed

I keep on holding this hollow of your pillow

Like it’s one more chance that I could have kissed

You are the smile in the wreckage

You are the cut I accept

Every night I breathe above your lonely pillow

Til the morning finds me breaking again

If I could turn all this hurting

Into a road back to you (Oh)

I’d walk every mile of the hurting

Barefoot

Bloody

Pulling through

But all that I have now is cotton and silence

And sheets that remember your weight

I’m learning to sleep with the echo beside me

Teaching my trembling hands to wait