[Intro] [Verse 1] The afternoon is slanting through the trees a cooling cup of coffee on the wood The faded indigo upon my knees i frame the quiet corner where I stood The distant barking of a neighbor's dog the smell of autumn drifting in the air The fading sunlight swallowed by the fog an empty bench beside the public square [Pre-Chorus 1] I gather up the pieces of the road and swallow down the ticking in my throat [Chorus 1] I pull the world into the viewfinder's frame where every passing shadow has a name I fold the golden hour in my hand to stay inside the quiet where I stand [Micro Pause] [Verse 2] The heavy denim settles on my waist without a belt to keep the fabric tight A sudden drop of rain begins to race and blurs the yellow traffic in the light The rhythm of an engine starts to swell a neon sign reflecting on the street A passing siren ringing like a bell the steady tempo of a stranger's feet [Pre-Chorus 2] I gather up the pieces of the block and step outside the rhythm of the clock [Chorus 2] I pull the world into the viewfinder's frame where every passing shadow has a name I fold the golden hour in my hand to stay inside the quiet where I stand [Interlude] [Bridge] The glass doesn't capture where I used to be it only measures how the years have flown The scenery is staring back at me reminding me I'm walking on my own [Final Chorus Part 1] The streetlights flicker in the fading gray the heavy clouds begin to drift away I fold the golden hour in my hand to stay inside the quiet where I stand I pull the world into the viewfinder's frame where every passing shadow has a name I fold the golden hour in my hand to step outside the quiet where I stand [Outro]
