[Verse 1] I keep the summer folded in a file Your red scarf caught in sunlight by the pier A ticket stub, your crooked little smile The kind of proof that says we made it here [Pre-Chorus] Every frame is precious, every name still clear But the little meter says there’s barely room in here [Chorus] No empty slots, no empty slots I save the sparks, I save the stops Every old adventure locked and shining bright But where will the next one fit tonight? No empty slots, the red bar climbs I keep our yesterday in perfect lines I love each little piece, but I’m learning what it costs To keep a card with no empty slots [Verse 2] The mountain pass, the diner after rain Your paper map with coffee on the fold A voice note laughing through a midnight train A thousand tiny things I can’t let go [Pre-Chorus] Every frame is precious, every name still clear But the little meter says there’s barely room in here [Chorus] No empty slots, no empty slots I save the sparks, I save the stops Every old adventure locked and shining bright But where will the next one fit tonight? No empty slots, the red bar climbs I keep our yesterday in perfect lines I love each little piece, but I’m learning what it costs To keep a card with no empty slots [Bridge] Maybe keeping you means letting something breathe Not every moment needs a place beneath the screen I’ll keep the ones that taught my heart to roam And leave a little space to bring new stories home [Final Chorus] No empty slots? I’ll make one now Set down the weight, remember how Every old adventure still can live inside While fresh roads open up before our eyes No empty slots, then make some room A blank can be a door, not a tomb I love each little piece, and I can hold them all Without saving every second that I saw [Outro] A little room, a road ahead I carry what I love, not every thread
