They moved the walls while I was sleeping

I don't recognize this place

There are things that I remember

Reasons to go, reasons to stay

When these hands are cold and empty

What will be left of the things they've made?

Of all the uses they were put to

Which ones will matter? Which ones remain?

Closer

The words are not enough

I want to leave

Fingerprints across your days

Whеn time

Has wiped the chalkboard clеan

I want to leave

The kind of traces that remain

I’ve loved you almost since I met you

There was never any doubt

Your voice has lived inside my rib cage

For twenty years and counting now

I'll bring you coffee in the mornings

I'll mend the drywall, touch up the paint

Love you the best that I am able

What I can offer is yours to take

Closer

The words are not enough

I want to leave

Fingerprints across your days

When time

Has wiped the chalkboard clean

I want to leave

The kind of traces that remain

The quiet ones don't get remembered

I've tried to lay that dream to rest

The histories will roll on past us

While we are sleeping in our bed

Closer

The words are not enough

I want to leave

Fingerprints across your days

When time

Has wiped the chalkboard clean

I want to leave

The kind of traces that remain