Letras
The kettle hums a lonesome tune
Steam curls like memories in this room
Your jacket's still behind the door
Like you might come back, but not anymore
I trace our laughter in the floorboard grain
The ghosts don't haunt, they just remain
I speak in whispers to the night
Finding comfort in what I write
What we had won't be replaced
But it belongs in yesterday's grace
Now I'm turning pages, soft and slow
Through every line of letting go
Not chasing echoes down the hall
Not expecting you to call
It's not a story we designed
But I'm still here and that's just fine
I'm turning pages
I bought a plant I'll try to keep
Started dreaming deeper sleep
There's someone waiting, maybe me
In all the space you used to be
I dress in colors you never liked
Play old songs and feel alright
No grand goodbye, no curtain close
Just moving on, cause you had to go
What we had won't be replaced
But it belongs in yesterday's grace
Now I'm turning pages, soft and slow
Through every line of letting go
Not chasing echoes down the hall
Not expecting you to call
It's not a story we designed
But I'm still here and that's just fine
I'm turning pages
Turning a page, one breath
Turning a page, one break
Turning the next page and on and on and on
One truth at a time
Now I'm turning pages, soft and slow
Through every line of letting go
Not chasing echoes down the hall
Not expecting you to call
It's not a story we designed
But I'm still here and that's just fine
I'm turning pages
I'm turning pages
I'll keep turning pages
It's not the end
Just the place where my story begins again
I'm turning pages
It's not the end