[Verse 1] [Gmaj7] The knot behind my monitor keeps growing little vines [Gmaj7] Every charging cable learning how a river winds [Am7] Dust becomes a constellation if the afternoon agrees [Am7] Every crooked shadow finding softer geometry [Gsus2] Someone left a fingerprint across the television glass [Gsus2] Sunset folds itself inside it, stretching saints I never asked [D7] Every room rehearses colors no museum could contain [D7] Beauty keeps arriving wearing ordinary names ⸻ [Verse 2] [Gmaj7] The stack of books keeps leaning like a city built by roots [Gmaj7] Every coffee stain’s a coastline history forgot to choose [Am7] Pens asleep beside each other look like reeds before the rain [Am7] Even silence has a texture once you stop explaining things [Gsus2] Window glass steals little pieces from the evening as it falls [Gsus2] Hanging them on every surface like invisible murals [D7] I don’t think the world gets prettier— [D7] I think I finally looked. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] [Am7] Maybe wonder isn’t hidden [Am7] Maybe it’s just patient [Gsus2] Waiting in the corners [D7] Till attention changes ⸻ [Chorus] [Gmaj7] Everything I almost threw away [Am7] Carries its own little weather [Gsus2] Every scratch, every wrinkle in the day [D7] Pulls the whole world back together [Gmaj7] Nothing asking to be more than it is [Am7] Nothing reaching for forever [Gsus2] Funny how the smallest things insist [D7] They’re the ones that hold me together ⸻ [Bridge] [Am7] Maybe masterpieces happen slowly [Gsus2] One forgotten object at a time [Am7] Maybe all creation ever wanted [D7] Was someone willing just to keep their eyes alive
