[Verse 1] Eating paper in the dark Edges curling on my tongue Smoking ink from folded margins Leather jacket Leather pillow Leather lullaby [Chorus] Paper becomes root bark Running under houses Pushing through the floorboards Lifting up the mattress Ink becomes clouds now Drifting through my chest Wind brings it all back A persistent afterthought that never rests [Verse 2] Ash on my fingertips Words staining the inside of my teeth I sew weather into seams of my coat Carry every season in the lining [Chorus] Paper becomes root bark Running under houses Pushing through the floorboards Lifting up the mattress Ink becomes clouds now Drifting through my chest Wind brings it all back A persistent afterthought that never rests [Bridge] I thread fire to water Tie smoke to stone Stitch breath to leather Call it home Call it home (oh) [Chorus] Paper becomes root bark Running under houses Pushing through the floorboards Lifting up the mattress Ink becomes clouds now Drifting through my chest Wind brings it all back A persistent afterthought that never rests
