[Intro 4] [Full distorted bass, fractured drums and grinding guitar enter immediately] [Close sung lead] I keep saying I’m not there yet [Verse 1 12] [Dense groove; instruments begin disappearing between lines] Started sleeping in my clothes So I could leave without deciding Stopped buying food that takes a plate Called it saving time I answer every work call Keep the right expression on Nobody can see a warning If the warning gets things done I still laugh in all the right places Still remember every name Nothing looks like an emergency So everything stays the same [Pre-Chorus 4] [Guitar disappears; drums lose their snare] I keep telling everybody I can feel the warning signs Like the line is up ahead of me And I still have time [Chorus 8] [Chorus contracts instead of expanding; bass and broken kick remain] Closer to the edge I can feel it underfoot One more night without sleeping One more day of looking good I keep saying when I get there Something in me’s gonna give Closer to the edge I just don’t know how close it is [Verse 2 12] [No guitar; bass phrase shortens by one note each cycle] Friends send pictures from a birthday I send back a heart and flame Type, “I wish I could’ve made it” Never told them why I stayed Had their names beneath my thumb Couldn’t find enough to say Put the phone facedown beside me Watched the afternoon turn gray I don’t cry enough to scare me I don’t hurt enough to call I just haven’t wanted anything For longer than I thought [Pre-Chorus 4] [Kick drops out; only clipped rimshots and shortened bass remain] I keep waiting for the moment When I finally come apart Like a breakdown needs an entrance Like it couldn’t leave unmarked [Chorus 8] [Second chorus is smaller; dry lead and damaged bass only] Closer to the edge I can feel it underfoot One more night without sleeping One more day of looking good I keep saying when I get there Something in me’s gonna give Closer to the edge I just don’t know how close it is [Break 4] [Bass loses its final note, then stops] [Room tone and breathing remain] [Verse 3 12] [Nearly empty; one muted guitar harmonic repeats] Someone asked what I was doing With my Saturday this week I had nowhere I was going Still I couldn’t find the space Then they asked what I looked forward to I opened up my mouth Waited for an honest answer Nothing came out That was when I stopped pretending There was some dramatic end I had crossed it one small absence At a time without a sound [Bridge 8] [Bare vocal; no pulse] Maybe breaking isn’t breaking Maybe nothing has to snap Maybe falling looks like functioning When you do it slow like that Maybe nobody comes running When you never hit the ground I kept waiting for the warning I was standing past it now [Silence: 2s] [Final Chorus 12] [One instrument returns every two lines; restrained harmony enters late] I’m not closer to the edge I’ve been living past it Calling this survival ’Cause I never made it dramatic Still got dressed and did my job While something disappeared I’m not closer to the edge I’m finally seeing where I am If I crossed without a warning I can turn without a sign Find one thing I want tomorrow Take one step back at a time [Outro 4] [Steady kick, complete bass phrase and clean guitar remain] [Soft sung lead] I call my brother He says, “Where you been?” A little farther than I knew Can you stay on for a minute? [End][End][End]
