Intro] [strummed African guitar, bongos, South African choir] ⸻ [Verse 1] [male vocals] I was killing time in a waiting room With a flickering light And the headlines blurred into half-heard words That dissolved overnight Did I vanish Like you claimed Or was I never that small I could drift downstream or ignite a dream Or let it unravel and fall Let me rest inside your hold ⸻ [Verse 2] Now I’m trading chords for forgotten names Who once filled every bar In a patched-up group with a borrowed sound Chasing echoes of who we are I feel transparent Just like you said Like I’m fading into the wall No clear direction left to defend So I answer whenever you call Let me rest inside your hold ⸻ [Bridge] [drums continue, bass plays sustained notes] Cold, cold, cold on me Slow, slow, slow to see Fold, fold, folding me Old, old, old routine ⸻ [Chorus] [distorted electric guitar enters, driving drums] Did I vanish Like you claimed Or was I never that small I could drift downstream or ignite a dream Or let it unravel and fall Let me rest inside your hold Let me rest inside your hold [acoustic guitar strumming fades out]
