[Verse 1] I walked the market bare-handed With a list I never meant Your name kept slipping through my pockets Like coins I already spent I asked the door for an answer It gave me splinters and dust Even the chairs in the hallway Looked at me like they knew too much [Pre-Chorus] I kept turning the stone Kept calling your ghost But the room came back hollow And it told me the most [Chorus] Finding nothing, finding nothing (oh, finding nothing) Finding nothing in my hands Finding nothing, finding nothing (oh, finding nothing) Still I stand where I began [Verse 2] The kettle cooled on the counter The plate held a crack in the glaze I traced your shape in the window Then watched it fade with the rain The radio played in the distance Some song about falling apart I laughed at the line about forever Then felt it hit in the dark [Pre-Chorus] I kept turning the stone Kept calling your ghost But the room came back hollow And it told me the most [Chorus] Finding nothing, finding nothing (oh, finding nothing) Finding nothing in my hands Finding nothing, finding nothing (oh, finding nothing) Still I stand where I began [Bridge] Maybe the empty is honest Maybe it says what I won't Maybe the thing I was chasing Was only the shape of a hope [Final Chorus] Finding nothing, finding nothing (oh, finding nothing) Finding nothing in my hands Finding nothing, finding nothing (oh, finding nothing) Still I stand where I began Finding nothing, finding nothing (oh, finding nothing) And I leave with open hands
