Letras
And I thought I'd miss the sound of the snacks of the poor
On hardwood plies
You made everything quiet feel holy
And this song, this song is just a quiet photograph of you
Wearing my own cardigan like you always belonged there
You curled up in my cardigan like it was made for you
Rain on the window, your socks mismatched too
You were all hair and shadows and poetry eyes
And I swear the sun slowed down just to give us time
You sipped cold coffee, pulled your knees to your chest
Said nothing but God, your silence said the rest
You looked at me like I was already known
Like I was something written in your bones
And I still see you in that threadbare grey
Lit up by the soft warps of day
Laughing like time forgot its name
In cardigan weather, nothing felt the same
No big promises, no forever lines
Just your breath standing next to mine
I didn't know love could feel like air
Till I watched you wearing what I used to wear
The sleeves hung low past you, painted hands
You said it smells like you, like you
Hadn't planned to knock the wind out of my ribs that way
With just five words and yesterday
You played with the hem while I played brave
But your touch was a prayer I could never save
And I kept the quiet like a vow
Because I knew even then you'd leave somehow
But I still see you in that threadbare grey
Cross-legged on a rainy day
The ghost between us staying still
The cardigan holding what we couldn't will
No goodbyes, no written end
Just the shape of you and what I once lent
I didn't know love could live and wear
Till I saw it breathing what I used to wear
You left without taking it
And somehow it still holds more of you
Than I do