Wet Soil and a Silver Moon (wersja 2)

Verse

Washing machine humming in the corner of the room

Steam rising off a damp sweater left on the hook

Last night's makeup still bright blue on my collarbone, unremoved

I'm scrubbing at a stain like it's holding onto tomorrow

The clock says four and I don't want to go back home

Pre-Chorus

Tell me why I'm crying over something that's already gone

Chorus

We were the gold light bleeding through the blinds, we were the storm before the rain

Every goodbye is a bruise turning silver now

I won't let it break me like it broke last time, no way

Verse 2

Box tape ripping off the window sill where our numbers scrawled in red ink

The highway stretches out like a snake that already knows my name

I kept your letter folded in my backpack pocket, worn thin and gray like the summer rain we never got to see

Mom's making pancakes at three AM, silver light cutting through the blinds again

Pre-Chorus

Tell me why I'm crying over something that's already gone

Chorus

We were the gold light bleeding through the blinds, we were the storm before the rain

Every goodbye is a bruise turning silver now

I won't let it break me like it broke last time, no way

Bridge

Maybe this was just a river I needed to cross on foot

Not with a map or a compass or a promise that's lost in the dust

It's okay to be small for one season of your life

Silver moon doesn't mean it's finished, only that it's still alive

Pre-Chorus

Tell me why I'm crying over something that's already gone

Chorus

We were the gold light bleeding through the blinds, we were the storm before the rain

Every goodbye is a bruise turning silver now

I won't let it break me like it broke last time, no way

Outro

Wet soil, silver moon, still okay to cry

Wet soil, silver moon, this too will pass on by