[Verse 1] The cup went over without a warning sound coffee opened slowly across the table morning light held still on the silver spoon your hand moved back mine stayed on the wood For half a second the room knew what to do the old shape rising between me and you a breath leaned forward to become a side almost a word almost a knife [Pre-Chorus] The stain reached further but nothing crossed your mouth said sorry and the sentence lost [Chorus] almost a line almost a side almost your fault almost mine the cup lay still the coffee shined nothing became what it tried almost a name almost a knife almost two strangers in one light almost a line almost a line [Verse 2] A chair stood crooked by the window frame one small crack held the glass in place I saw the pieces I saw the fall but nothing in me made them wrong You bent down first I moved too late our hands met softly beside the plate No little courtroom opened in the light no clean little story made one of us right [Pre-Chorus] The word came close with its mouth half made then the sunlight touched it and it changed shape [Chorus] almost a line almost a side almost your fault almost mine the cup lay still the coffee shined nothing became what it tried almost a name almost a knife almost two strangers in one light almost a line almost a line [Pist-Chorus] almost almost it came so close almost almost then let us go almost almost one breath wide almost a line but not this time [Verse 3] The coffee reached the table’s ending fell one drop and lost its edge For a second all the damage had no story in its hands Your sleeve was dark where the spill had touched my thumb was warm from the broken cup We stood inside the same small mess and nothing needed someone less [Bridge] I know the taste I know the turn how fast a moment starts to burn It gives me ground It gives me height it makes you wrong so I feel right But underneath that clever shine the world was whole before the line one little crack one little light not yours not mine [Breakdown] the cup stayed there the light stayed kind your sleeve stayed dark my hand stayed mine one breath opened wide enough and no word rose to cut it up [Final Chorus] almost a line almost a side almost your fault almost mine the cup lay still the coffee shined nothing became what it tried almost a name almost a knife almost two strangers in one light almost a line almost a line almost a word almost a wall almost the place where we both fall but the moment stayed open and wide almost a line but nothing divided [Outro] The cup stayed broken. The coffee dried. The morning moved on through the glass. Almost mine. Almost yours. Then only light.
