Track Insight / Lyrics
I held the heat of morning brew
A steady grip and something true
The diner booth was vinyl red
While tired words were softly said
The clock is stuck at three a.m.
A silver ring, a polished gem
The coffee steam began to fade
Inside the mess the night had made
I feel the crack begin to spread
A sudden line of jagged thread
I fall apart upon the floor
I cannot hold the weight no more
A clumsy hand, a sudden slip
A loose release of fingertip
I hit the tile with one sharp sound
And scattered pieces all around
I feel the crack begin to spread
A sudden line of jagged thread
I fall apart upon the floor
I cannot hold the weight no more
White ceramic, cold and thin
Where does the ending now begin
I am a puzzle, sharp and wide
With nowhere left for me to hide
The waitress sighs and grabs a broom
A lonely scent of lemon bloom
She sweeps the shards into a pile
And wears a distant, weary smile
The rain has stopped, the air is clear
The morning light is drawing near
I was a vessel, now I am
A broken part of some old plan
I feel the crack begin to spread
A sudden line of jagged thread
I fall apart upon the floor
I cannot hold the weight no more
Just a chip of white.
Gone into the night.
Let it go.
