Lyrics
Verse 1
The ceiling fan is spinning like a halo out of reach
And I’m tired of the sermons that the morning tries to preach
I’ve been carrying this body like a stone around my neck
Looking for a bridge or a way to clear the deck
The silence in this room is getting louder than the choir
And my spirit’s getting heavy, dragging through the mire.
Chorus
So let the darkness fold me in, like a letter never sent
I’ve spent every ounce of magic that the universe has lent
I’m looking for the exit, the one behind the veil
Where the heartbeat finally falters and the red blood turns to pale
It’s not a cry for mercy, it’s a plea for the release
To trade this hollow rhythm for an everlasting peace.
Verse 2
I’m tracing out the shadows where the light refused to go
There’s a comfort in the valley that the mountains never know
I’ve written out my secrets on the back of every tear
But the ink is running dry and the end is drawing near
No more waking up to shadows, no more fighting for a breath
Just a gentle conversation with the quiet grace of death.
Bridge
Don’t call it a tragedy, don’t call it a mistake
Even the strongest branches have a point where they must break
I’m just a weary traveler who’s finished with the road
Setting down the baggage and the heavy, heavy load
I’m stepping off the edge of everything I used to be.
Outro
Turn out the lights...
The show is over now.
Let the static take the air.
I’m already there.
I’m already there...


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