© 2026 MiMa. Music, arrangement, artwork and lyrics by MiMa. All rights reserved. AI Transparency Notice: AI-assisted content used in accordance with applicable EU transparency requirements, including Article 50 of Regulation (EU) 2024/1689 (EU AI Act). _---------------------_ [Intro] [Verse 1] The house is standing where it stood The windows watching through the rain The garden gate still catches twice And then remembers how to swing I know the cracks along the wall The third step creaking on the stair I reach to hang my coat beside A coat that hasn't hung in years [Pre-Chorus] And every room remembers me As someone I no longer know I hear her footsteps down the hall But there's nowhere left for her to go [Chorus] I'm the shape of what remains Of all the lives I used to be Like a picture in a broken frame That almost looks like me And the years don't take a thing They only change the way it stays I can hear the girl I used to be But I can't call her by my name [Post-Chorus] Ooh, ooh The shape of what remains [Verse 2] The kitchen clock is running slow It always lost a minute there I used to think that time stood still Whenever I was unaware A little mark behind the door Still shows how tall I was at ten I place my fingers on the line And wish that I could fit again [Pre-Chorus] The smallest things survive the years While everything they meant moves on The room is full of evidence Of someone who is really gone [Chorus] I'm the shape of what remains Of all the lives I used to be Like a picture in a broken frame That almost looks like me And the years don't take a thing They only change the way it stays I can hear the girl I used to be But I can't call her by my name [Bridge] I thought that coming back would mean I'd find the part of me I'd lost But nothing here was ever mine To keep untouched, without a cost And maybe I don't need to find The girl who thought she'd always stay She had her time, she had her dreams She gave me all she had to give [Final Chorus] I'm the shape of what remains And all the lives that made me whole Every picture in a broken frame Is a story I can hold And the years don't take a thing They teach us how to walk away I can love the girl I used to be Without begging her to stay [Outro] The garden gate still catches twice I close it gently in the rain And for the first time in my life I don't turn back to look again
