Verse 1
Four p.m. amber on the worn linoleum
Freezer humming low like a choir harmonium
Cold glass sweating on the register wood
Man on a milk crate reading where I stood
Said you moving like an engine with nobody in the seat
Dragging heavy boots through the midday heat
Pre-Chorus
Fan keeps clicking on the wall (on the wall)
Gold in the doorway, shadow getting tall
He asked me what I'm running to
Nothing in my throat to break on through
Chorus
Corner store prophet got the time of day
Told me breathing slow is the only way (only way)
Sun on my neck, burning out the grey
Learning how to stay, learning how to stay (to stay)
Verse 2
Plastic strips rustle as the summer breeze slips in
Spent two whole winters wearing armor for my skin
Counting every fracture, ducking every sudden tone
Now the sidewalk is warm as a heated river stone
Citrus and sugar washing over my tongue
First time all season that the air feels young
Pre-Chorus
Fan keeps clicking on the wall (on the wall)
Gold in the doorway, shadow getting tall
He asked me what I'm running to
Nothing in my throat to break on through
Chorus
Corner store prophet got the time of day
Told me breathing slow is the only way (only way)
Sun on my neck, burning out the grey
Learning how to stay, learning how to stay (to stay)
Bridge
I was checking on my pulse just to see if it would stall
Treating every second like a sprint into a wall
Hands unclenching in the open light
Finally standing still in the middle of the bright
Chorus
Corner store prophet got the time of day
Told me breathing slow is the only way (only way)
Sun on my neck, burning out the grey
Learning how to stay, learning how to stay (to stay)
