Intro)
(Total silence, then the sound of a sharp intake of breath)
(A faint, persistent room-mic hiss kicks in)
(The reverse piano loop bleeds in softly, dragging behind the beat)
Turn the monitors down.
Just leave the hiss.
I don't want to hear my own voice.
Just let it run.
(Verse 1)
Sitting in the quiet where the floorboards creak
Too tired to fake it, too hollow to speak
Everyone's talking about finding a spark
But I’m just trying to exist in the dark
The mirror is staring, it knows every lie
The promises made under an open sky
They look at my face and they think that I'm here
But I packed up and left at the start of the year
Now I just sit with a glass and the dope
Watching the ceiling get lost in the smoke
It’s not even anger, it’s just a clean break
A heavy fatigue in every bone that I wake
You told me you cared, but it felt like a trap
A hand on my shoulder that took the X off the map
So I step off the edge where the gravity fails
Where no one can reach me and nobody sails.
(Chorus)
I hate how it feels to be tethered to earth
Counting up the pieces and weighing my worth
So I pull up the anchor and drift through the gray
Letting the chemicals wash it away
Floating so high that the pressure goes numb
Waiting for nothing, because nothing will come
Just leave me up here where the atmosphere dies
Safe from the truth and the look in your eyes.
(Verse 2)
The phone on the mattress keeps lighting up bright
A name on the screen in the middle of night
I watch it go dark and I turn to the wall
I don't have the breath to respond to the call
They want me to tell them that everything’s fine
To patch up the holes and just stay on the line
But the battery’s dead and the wires are frayed
And I'm tired of playing the part that I played
It’s quiet up here where the air gets cold
Far from the stories that everyone told
No expectations, no debts left to pay
Just watching the daylight dissolve into gray
My hands are so heavy, my shadow is gone
I'm just an outline and I’m waiting for the dawn.
(Chorus)
I hate how it feels to be tethered to earth
Counting up the pieces and weighing my worth
So I pull up the anchor and drift through the gray
Letting the chemicals wash it away
Floating so high that the pressure goes numb
Waiting for nothing, because nothing will come
Just leave me up here where the atmosphere dies
Safe from the truth and the look in your eyes.
(Outro)
(The drums fade out completely, leaving only the raw room-mic hiss)
(The reverse piano loop plays one final, unresolved chord)
Safe from the look in your eyes.
Just let it run out.
(Sound of a chair sliding back)
(A single click as the microphone turns off)
(Silence)