Текст песни
You left your jacket on the kitchen chair
Rain on the sleeve, your name still there
I count the cracks beside the door
Then count them back and start once more
I tried to fold the past away
It slips right through my hands each day
If I let go, will I still know
The shape of us, the undertow?
I hear your name and turn around
Then find the quiet, find the ground
The kettle clicks at half past two
I pour one cup, then think of you
Your little note beneath the bowl
Says take the long way, save your soul
I took the road past the old arcade
The shop is closed, the signs have changed
If I let go, will I still know
The shape of us, the undertow?
I hear your name and turn around
Then find the quiet, find the ground
Maybe healing isn't clean
Maybe leaving leaves a seam
I can carry what was true
Without carrying all of you
If I let go, I’ll still know
The love we had, the undertow
I hear your name, I don’t turn round
I take the long way, find my ground
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