Verse 1 Postcards dated years from now I don’t remember how or how Bought a shirt that fits too well Smells like static, rings a bell Chorus Lost time, two for one Memory’s a coupon Take it home, don’t ask why You were here your whole damn life Verse 2 Found my name in someone’s coat In my hand, in someone’s note Coffee stain like a weather map Leads me back through every crack Verse 3 There’s a movie in the hall Same old shadow on the wall Every stranger knows my laugh Like they heard the better half Bridge Maybe I was only passing through Maybe I was always stitched to you Maybe every wrong turn, every door Was just the room I’d wandered through before Maybe all the missing days still shine In the dust between your hand and mine Maybe nothing’s lost, it just goes wide And waits for us on the other side Chorus Lost time, two for one Memory’s a coupon Take it home, don’t ask why You were here your whole damn life Outro instrumental (Jangly guitar and bass lock into a hypnotic circular riff while the drums loosen up and swagger a little harder. Add a fuzzy lead guitar melody that answers the vocal hook without repeating it exactly. Let the energy widen into a dreamy, haunted groove with subtle ambient textures, ghostly ooohs, and a bittersweet end-of-the-night feeling. In the final moments, strip it back to just chiming guitar, bass, and soft tape hiss, like the song is remembering itself as it fades.)