Holding That Alone

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Holding That Alone

kevin eccleston · 5 plays

sad acoustic song, loneliness, childhood emotions, reflective, melancholic, slow tempo, emotional vocals

Lyrics

Intro

mm-mm, hum (mm)

uh-huh, oh-oh

Verse

I learned to make my own bed before the sun came in

Small hands, big blanket, tucking hope beneath my chin

Kitchen clock keeps talking but it never says my name

I play pretend with paper crowns, the paper burns the same

Pre-chorus

There’s a photograph with half a smile, left on the sill

I trace the corner with my thumb and pretend it’s this house that’s still

Chorus

I am the quiet on the kitchen floor, I am the chair that waits (I wait)

I am the song you used to hum, that I keep soft for late (soft for late)

I am the little light left on, I am the front door closed (closed, closed)

I am the small voice learning how to say I’m fine, then holding that alone

I’m holding that alone

Verse

Rain writes slow answers on the roof, I learn the rhythm well

Counting cars that don’t come home, counting lines inside a well

Scuffed shoes by the doorway, one lace never learns to tie

I keep a cardboard ticket for the night I might arrive

Pre-chorus

There’s a drawer of empty gloves and a sweater that smells like time

I fold it into small goodbyes and tuck away the lines

Chorus

I am the quiet on the kitchen floor, I am the chair that waits (I wait)

I am the song you used to hum, that I keep soft for late (soft for late)

I am the little light left on, I am the front door closed (closed, closed)

I am the small voice learning how to say I’m fine, then holding that alone

I’m holding that alone

Bridge

Sometimes I talk to corners like they are listening friends

Sometimes I plant a paper ship in the sink and hope it bends

My stomach knows the shape of a dinner plate when it’s still full of air

I draw a map on the kitchen tile that leads to someone who will care

Chorus

I am the quiet on the kitchen floor, I am the chair that waits (I wait)

I am the song you used to hum, that I keep soft for late (soft for late)

I am the little light left on, I am the front door closed (closed, closed)

I am the small voice learning how to say I’m fine, then holding that alone

I’m holding that alone

Outro

mm-mm, hum (mm)

oh-oh, I’m holding that alone (I’m holding that alone)

mm-mm, hum (fade)

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