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Shoebox Full of Ghosts

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Shoebox Full of Ghosts (Intro) Ten years of silence... on the line. Your voice hittin' different... through the static and the grime. Yeah. Through the static and the grime. Hello? You still there, old man? (Verse 1) Static cracklin', then you say my government, A sudden warmth up in my chest, I'm feelin' heaven-sent. That wall of anger I been buildin' brick by brick, Starts to crumble, got me feelin' straight-up sick. You askin' how I'm livin', how the struggle been, A fragile question lettin' light beneath my skin. I say, "I'm good,", that's the lie I tell the world, The story that I'm sellin' while my insides stay curled. (Pre-Chorus) You say, "Coffee? Tomorrow? Around three?" A simple question got me down on both my knees. (Chorus) And just like that, the walls come crashin' down, In this corner booth, this broke-down part of town. I see my father's eyes reflectin' in my face, A decade gone, not a letter, not a trace. Yeah, yeah... a decade, man... (Verse 2) Barista butchers my last name, I let it slide, We share a look, a silent language, nothin' left to hide. You lookin' weathered now, the lines around your eyes, Tell a thousand war stories, a thousand bitter lies. You talk about the weather, politics, and such, Anything to fill the silence, small talk as a crutch. I'm stirrin' black coffee, watch the sugar drown slow, A universe of questions that you'll never get to know. (Pre-Chorus) You say, "I've missed you," and them words just hang, A lifetime of regret, yeah, we both feel the pain. (Chorus) And just like that, a wall comes crashin' down, In this corner booth, this broke-down part of town. I see my father's eyes reflectin' in my face, A decade gone, not a letter, not a trace. (Bridge) Later on, we at your crib, you pull that shoebox out, Faded Polaroids, scattered all about. Me on a tricycle, you with a weary grin, We was a family once, before the walls closed in. Where'd it all go wrong, man? (Verse 3) I see a little boy who couldn't understand, Why his daddy dipped, why he let go of his hand. And I see the man too proud to ever say, "I messed up, son, I'm sorry", then just walked away. It ain't about forgiveness, ain't about the blame, It's two broken people learnin' how to speak each other's name. A quiet understanding, a fragile, silent truce, A chance to build a bridge from all this old abuse. (Final Chorus) And just like that, the walls come crashin' down, In this corner booth, this broke-down part of town. I see my father's eyes reflectin' in my face, A decade gone, we finally found our place. Finally found it... yeah... ten years, man... (Outro) We say goodbye. A dap, not yet a hug. Two strangers sippin' from the same chipped mug. A decade gone. Just like that. Loop And just like that, the walls come crashin' down, In this corner booth, this broke-down part of town. I see my father's eyes reflectin' in my face, A decade gone, not a letter, not a trace.