My Buddy Baxter ft. Baxter

[Intro] It hums in the wires of the ceiling light Like a thought I almost had last night Everything close, but out of reach Like a secret the dark won’t teach [Verse 1] I see it moving through crowded rooms In the gap between perfume and fumes In the way the air goes thin and strange Like the world forgot how to stay the same It hides in the flicker of neon signs In the pause between your hand and mine Feels like it’s just one breath away But it always drifts the other way [Pre-Chorus] And I swear I can almost touch it now In the space where the silence bows But it fades when I look too hard Like a shadow missing its regard [Chorus] It’s right on my tongue, then it slips away Like a shadow learning how to stay Feels so close I could almost fall But it’s nowhere here at all Death in my chest like a radio tune Playing loud in an empty room I can reach it, I can’t get through It’s me… but it’s not me too [Verse 2] I’ve seen it breathing in bathroom tile In mirrors that don’t reflect for a while In the hum of a traffic glow Like it knows what I already know But every time I lean too far It rewinds like a falling star Pulls itself back into the dark Leaves just the echo of a spark [Pre-Chorus] And I swear I can almost touch it now In the space where the silence bows But it fades when I look too hard Like a shadow missing its regard [Chorus] It’s right on my tongue, then it slips away Like a shadow learning how to stay Feels so close I could almost fall But it’s nowhere here at all Death in my chest like a radio tune Playing loud in an empty room I can reach it, I can’t get through It’s me… but it’s not me too [Bridge] Maybe it’s closer than I believe Living inside every breath I breathe Or maybe it waits in another place Just outside of time and space [Final Chorus] It’s right on my tongue, then it slips away Like a shadow learning how to stay Feels so close I could almost fall But it’s nowhere here at all Death in my chest like a radio tune Playing loud in an empty room I can reach it, I can’t get through It’s me… but it’s not me too [Outro] It hums in the wires of the ceiling light… And then it fades, like it always might