[Verse 1] I found your recipe folded in a book, Flour on the corner, your handwriting crooked. The chipped blue mug still knows your thumb, I stack it in the box, then I leave it undone. [Pre-Chorus] I want one shelf, one key, one coat, A little less to carry when I go. But every plain old thing can start A whole remembered room inside my heart. [Chorus] I want less, I want room to breathe, But the things I keep keep a piece of me. That ticket stub, that threadbare sleeve— I can clear the drawer, but I can't just leave. I want less, I want room to breathe, Still your small old world is here with me. [Verse 2] The scarf from the train ride smells like rain, A cracked phone case with your name in pen. One button from the coat you wore that fall, I don't need the coat; I remember it all. [Pre-Chorus] I want bare walls, a table clear, No little museum following me year to year. But when I lift the lid and turn the key, The past sits down right next to me. [Chorus] I want less, I want room to breathe, But the things I keep keep a piece of me. That ticket stub, that threadbare sleeve— I can clear the drawer, but I can't just leave. I want less, I want room to breathe, Still your small old world is here with me. [Breakdown] Maybe I can keep the story, Let the object lose its claim. Take one picture, write one sentence, Say the name and let it change. [Bridge] The mug can go; the morning stays. The scarf can leave; I keep those days. I don't have to hold each thing To know what it was carrying. [Final Chorus] I want less, I want room to breathe, And the things I loved can live in me. That ticket stub, that threadbare sleeve— I can clear the drawer and still believe. I want less, I want room to breathe, Keep the love, let the weight release. [Outro] One box open, one window wide, A little more space with you inside.
