Feel you all around

Acoustic Indie-Rock, Orchestral Ambient, Emo-Minimalism

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(Verse 1)
(Minimalist acoustic guitar; dry, intimate vocals)
The coffee pot still hisses for us two,
But the silence always drinks the first cup now.
They told me time’s a surgeon, skilled and true,
But he just stitched the "missing you" inside.
I look at where you used to lay your head,
And watch the stubborn sun crawl ‘cross the bed.
(Bridge)
And if "forever" was a beautiful lie,
I’d still choose the truth of this heavy sky.
Because to love and lose is better than the cold,
It’s the only story worth being told.
Wherever you are, I am standing there too,
In the spaces between everything I never said to you.
(Chorus)
It’s a paper kind of love that fire cannot burn,
It’s a paper kind of love that rain can never wash away.
I feel you in the air, I feel you on the floor,
I feel you at the center of my lonely door.
I see you in the air, I see you on the floor,
I see you beating like you did before.
(Verse 2)
The photos on the shelf are losing hue,
But your laughter hasn't aged a single day.
They say that hope’s a dangerous thing to do,
But I’d take the thorn just to keep the rose.
I keep the spare key tucked beneath the mat,
In case the wind brings back the heart I lack.
(Bridge)
And if "forever" was a beautiful lie,
I’d still choose the truth of this heavy sky.
Because to love and lose is better than the cold,
It’s the only story worth being told.
Wherever you are, I am standing there too,
In the spaces between everything I never said to you.
(Chorus)
It’s a paper kind of love that fire cannot burn,
It’s a paper kind of love that rain can never wash away.
I feel you in the air, I feel you on the floor,
I feel you at the center of my lonely door.
I see you in the air, I see you on the floor,
I see you beating like you did before.
(Outro)
I feel you... (in the air and on the floor)
Still feel you... (the beating at the door)
Even far... (yet so near)
In this desert... (nothing to fear)
Love doesn't end when the light goes out...
It just learns how to shine in the dark.
(Whispered)
(I feel you...)
(I feel you...)

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(Verse 1) (Minimalist acoustic guitar; dry, intimate vocals) The coffee pot still hisses for us two, But the silence always drinks the first cup now. They told me time’s a surgeon, skilled and true, But he just stitched the "missing you" inside. I look at where you used to lay your head, And watch the stubborn sun crawl ‘cross the bed. (Bridge) And if "forever" was a beautiful lie, I’d still choose the truth of this heavy sky. Because to love and lose is better than the cold, It’s the only story worth being told. Wherever you are, I am standing there too, In the spaces between everything I never said to you. (Chorus) It’s a paper kind of love that fire cannot burn, It’s a paper kind of love that rain can never wash away. I feel you in the air, I feel you on the floor, I feel you at the center of my lonely door. I see you in the air, I see you on the floor, I see you beating like you did before. (Verse 2) The photos on the shelf are losing hue, But your laughter hasn't aged a single day. They say that hope’s a dangerous thing to do, But I’d take the thorn just to keep the rose. I keep the spare key tucked beneath the mat, In case the wind brings back the heart I lack. (Bridge) And if "forever" was a beautiful lie, I’d still choose the truth of this heavy sky. Because to love and lose is better than the cold, It’s the only story worth being told. Wherever you are, I am standing there too, In the spaces between everything I never said to you. (Chorus) It’s a paper kind of love that fire cannot burn, It’s a paper kind of love that rain can never wash away. I feel you in the air, I feel you on the floor, I feel you at the center of my lonely door. I see you in the air, I see you on the floor, I see you beating like you did before. (Outro) I feel you... (in the air and on the floor) Still feel you... (the beating at the door) Even far... (yet so near) In this desert... (nothing to fear) Love doesn't end when the light goes out... It just learns how to shine in the dark. (Whispered) (I feel you...) (I feel you...)

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