Me and Epicaricacy

[Intro] [Verse 1] Mason jars, lined up in rows, Moonbeams caught, in silver glow, Swishing nets, through clouded streams, Bottling up our borrowed dreams... Every night, the same routine, Brass, cloth, Epicaricacy, Soaring as she, hums her tune, Drifting lazy, past the moon... [Pre-chorus] And we wonder if they see her, Just a speck against their stars, Do they remember who we were, Before we floated, so far... [Chorus] We are weightless, we are free, Nothing left to tether me, Pity those, who stay below, Trapped in Order, row by row... While silence keeps us company, And moonlight pours, so gracefully, Into jars, we'll never fill, Drifting, drifting, drifting still... [Verse 2] Stardust sprinkles through our hands, (Ooooooooh) Slipping through forgotten plans, (Ooooooooh) Used to catch them by the chest, (Oooooooh) Now we barely fill the rest... (Ooooooooh) Faces flicker, names erased, (Ooooooooh) Loved ones, we cannot retrace, (Ooooooooh) Left them standing at the gate, (Ooooooooh) Flew before it was too late... (Ooooooooh) [Pre-chorus] And I wonder if they'll miss us, Or if Order stole that too... And I wonder if we broke their trust, Sacred tears, shining through... [Chorus] We are weightless, we are free, Nothing down there calling me, Shameful those, who kneel below, Bound to Perfect's afterglow... But our jars are growing dim, Precious moonlight's wearing thin, Hope once gathered, hope once stored, Slowly bleeding overboard... [Bridge] So peculiar, is our fuel, Needing Hope to harvest Hope, Sometimes Fate can be so cruel, We forgot to stay afloat... Our nets come up lighter now, The brass lets out a straining sigh, Once a great airship, taking bow, The sea below, bides its time... [Final Chorus] We were weightless, we were free, Now the ocean's calling me, Silver waves, and silver sand, Reaching up to take my hand... And maybe this is what we chose, Drifting where Regret will flow, Jars now empty, engines stall, Softly, gently, we will fall... [Interlude] Dada, da, dadadah, da, da, da, daah... Dada, da, dadadah, da, da, da, daah... Dada, da, dadadah, da, da, da, da, daah... Mmmmm mmmmm, mmmmm mmmm, Mmmmm mmmmm, mmmmmmmmm... [Outro] Mason jars lined up in rows, Moonbeams fading, silver streams, Nowhere left for us to go, Me and Epicaricacy, Sinking softly from the light... No more left in us to fight... Our fates... Forever... Shifting... (Drifting... drifting...) [End] Copyright © 2026 by Melody&Grace https://suno.com/@melodyandgrace