Holding Shape (wersja 2)

Verse

Your old sweater on my shoulders like a compass

Still smells like coffee and the way we laughed

The attic light caught dust turning gold on us

I kept it folded in an envelope instead

Pre-Chorus

So what do I call this keeping every corner of you

Is it holding shape or just holding on

Chorus

It's learning how to hold a room without you there

Every chair still feels your weight, every stair

Holding shape like the way we said goodbye

Warm enough for next time, quiet and wide

Verse 2

Box number seventeen under the bed

Photograph of our hands, palms open and pressed

I never threw it out, kept coming back to draw a line

Where you stopped laughing and I stop too

Pre-Chorus

So what do I call this keeping every corner of you

Is it holding shape or just holding on

Chorus

It's learning how to hold a room without you there

Every chair still feels your weight, every stair

Holding shape like the way we said goodbye

Warm enough for next time, quiet and wide

Bridge

Maybe home wasn't built to stay the same

Maybe keeping means letting go by name

I'm not throwing this back yet

Not until it asks nice

Chorus

It's learning how to hold a room without you there

Every chair still feels your weight, every stair

Holding shape like the way we said goodbye

Warm enough for next time, quiet and wide