Happenstance
What did i keep this for?
Ink streaming down a page
Cascading
The type is fading
What did i keep this for?
A box of negatives
Concealing
No light reveals them
A million doorways
A million locks
A million keys
That have turned to dust
Cassette tapes i arranged
So carefully i've been saving
With no way to play them
The clock grinds to a stop
We built our fortress up
We left it there standing empty
What did you wait for?
For so long
What did you wait for?
For so long
All of our shells
They outlast
All they were meant
To protect
We fight tooth and nail
But only when
The stakes are low enough
For us to see them
We fight tooth and nail
But only when
The stakes are low enough
For us to see them
All of our shells
They outlast
All they were meant
To protect
These old unpolished gems
So dull and delicate
A keepsake
Scrapped and locked away
The clock grinds to a stop
We built our fortress up
We left it there standing empty
A million doorways
What did you wait for?
A million locks
For so long
A million keys
What did you wait for?
That have turned to dust
For so long
All of our shells
They outlast
All they were meant
To protect
We fight tooth and nail
But only when
The stakes are low enough
For us to see them
We fight tooth and nail
But only when
The stakes are low enough
For us to see them
All of our shells
They outlast
A trace of yourself
Happenstance