[Verse 1] I don’t recognise my hands no more They look more tired than they were before, There’s a small indent where it used to be, a gold band that left its mark on me. I still twist my thumb expecting it there — Those old habits don’t go just anywhere. It’s in the drawer beside my bed, with all the things we shoulda said. a precious circle made to never end — Well (ha), that’s what I thought way back then. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] It's been a little while since I put it there, The last thing left from a love affair, A love affair that turned to nightmare so yes, that old ring is now laid to rest, Oh yeah! ⸻ [Chorus – tighter, rhythmic, catchy] That old ring — Meant everything Now doesn’t mean a f’ing thing! Still something, I can’t quite place, It’s not taking up much space. It’s scratched and worn, like a love that’s torn, Yet, I keep hold of it - Yeah I keep it safe. That old ring — yeah, meant everything, For better, for worse, for richer, or poor That’s an awful lot for the back of a drawer. That old ring — I don’t wear it anymore. ⸻ [Verse 2] I thought about selling it once or twice, But to whom and at what price? It don’t belong on my hand no more, but it still represents before A part of my life, that’s for sure. [spoken - rap] Some nights I dream it’s back again, we’re laughing like we did back then. But the morning light knows what’s true — most days were the reason we’re through. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] ’Cause love leaves marks that never fade, a small indent that old ring made. ⸻ [Chorus – fuller, more soulful build] That old ring — Doesn’t mean anything still tryin' to figure out everything, Why I can’t just throw it away. It’s scratched and worn Yet I’m still torn, From the weight of those things. That old ring — yeah, once meant everything, From a time when I was so sure To the moment I put it at the back of a drawer. That old ring — I don’t wear it anymore. ⸻ [Bridge – space for instrumentation / guitar solo / live dynamics] You can’t melt down regret, can’t polish back time can’t make new from what’s left behind. Can’t just let it drift by— Not out of mind - but… At least - Out of sight ⸻ [Final Chorus – soaring, cathartic] That old ring — Not out of mind, but at least out of sight, It’s just a band, I understand, but somehow I still can’t say — goodbye to that old ring. ⸻ [Outro – stripped, intimate] It just sits in a drawer. It really did deserve more… Yeah… that old ring, now just a sad metaphor.
