[Verse] The box is open the lid is cracked Everything spills but I can’t take it back A sweater thread unravels in the breeze These little moments bring me to my knees [Chorus] The rest of things they don’t mean much The dust the keys the broken clutch But in the quiet where the silence clings I drown myself in the rest of things [Verse 2] A coffee stain on a love letter’s face A scribbled map leading to no place The clock ticks loud but I lost its hand Time won’t wait for what I can’t understand [Prechorus] The wind whispers loud and sharp It’s playing me like an untuned harp [Chorus] The rest of things they don’t mean much The dust the keys the broken clutch But in the quiet where the silence clings I drown myself in the rest of things [Bridge] The photographs curl at the edge of time They scream in whispers they fade in rhyme I reach for them but they slip and fall The rest of things are nothing at all [2nd Chorus] The rest of things still haunt my mind Each echo left, each tie that binds They're ghosts that dance in worn-out rings I’m still undone by the rest of things [Outro] So I close the box and turn away But some small part of me will stay In scattered dust and silent strings Forever lost in the rest of things
