[Verse 1] I measured the rain with a borrowed opinion Then folded the answer beneath the floor Your hands were a calendar made out of linen My name had been waiting outside the door [Pre-Chorus] And every conclusion grew smaller When carried through alphabetical snow I asked the horizon for water It answered in mirrors below [Chorus] You are the proof of the almost The hinge in the language of stone I carry a kingdom of sideways And call it a place of my own If meaning is wearing a necktie Then truth has been late to the show You are the proof of the almost Or something resembling so [Verse 2] The windows explained themselves badly With fingerprints borrowed from June A staircase descended through silence And arrived at the back of the moon [Pre-Chorus] We gathered the dust into numbers We taught it to sleep in a line The future was mostly a cupboard The past was a reasonable sign [Chorus] You are the proof of the almost The hinge in the language of stone I carry a kingdom of sideways And call it a place of my own If meaning is wearing a necktie Then truth has been late to the show You are the proof of the almost Or something resembling so [Bridge] No one can polish a question Without giving the question a face I buried a bell in the ceiling To keep all the thunder in place The answer arrived as a circle With excellent posture and teeth I thanked it for being so final Then asked it to wait underneath [Final Chorus] You are the proof of the almost The hinge in the language of stone I carry a kingdom of sideways And call it a place of my own If meaning is wearing a necktie Then truth has been late to the show You are the proof of the almost Or something resembling so [Outro] The room has a pocket of weather The weather has borrowed my coat I speak to the shape of the silence It nods like a boat
