[Intro] (Instrumental) [Verse 1] The phone's a block of obsidian on the wood Reflecting back a face I understood A little better yesterday, I think Before the color washed out in the sink I count the dust motes dancing in the light They're making plans for later in the night They have a purpose, a trajectory Which is, in fairness, one more thing than me [Chorus 1] Guess I'm just a fairweather friend The sudden sun you need when your own world ends And when the forecast's clear again I start to fade, I start to bend Around the edges, lose my line A forgotten valentine [Verse 2] And then it rings, a crackle in the air A voice that's building castles of despair And needs a hand to hold a single stone Just for a moment, you're not all alone I play my part, I say the scripted phrase I am the anchor in your stormy haze And when the harbor's calm, the ship is tied The line goes dead again on my side [Chorus 2] Yeah, I'm just your fairweather friend The spare key that you keep to let you in And when you're standing safe again I start to blur, I start to thin A pencil sketch that you can smudge A temporary, useful crutch [Bridge] I don't want to die, that's not the thing It's just the effort that the mornings bring To re-exist, to draw my body in With solid bones and flesh and thicker skin Could someone just misplace the master file? Let me corrupt here for a little while? Just let me be a glitch, a loading bar Stuck at ninety-nine percent of who we are... [Chorus 3] Just a fairweather friend A ghost of smoke, a means to an end And when your story's told again I'm just a line, a footnote then... A watercolor in the rain... A whisper of a name... [Outro] Fading out... Fading out... Fading... (shh... sss... hhh...)
