Velvet Void Drift

Fading with the glow Soft and slow I trace the cracks in yesterday's mirror Your laugh light I trace the cracks in yesterday's mirror Your laugh light Gravel under tire Weep and cry Danced in kid dreams Pile of mismatch Key sidewalks Humming our secret code Your eyes like storms We never roll Oh, where the glitches in the press frame Raw edges bleeding Calling your name Where the heartbeats stutter And begin hearts In a world too clean Where the mess that feels like home And if the static Pile of the rent at home And if the static Pulls us under Thumbnail And tearing us under I'll rewind the tape Play it slow Find the beauty And we'll polish no shine Just us unmade In the quiet home of the renegade Streetlight confessions On empty blocks Your silhouette And chase the shadows Of what be imperfect rhythm Wild and free Baseball games And echoes of our half-sung song Where the belonging lingers long But where the glitches in the frame Raw edges bleeding Calling your name Where the heartbeats stutter And begin quirky hearts In a world too clean guitar solo That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home That feels like home