The world outside drifts into a dream
I wrap my hands around the cup
The day is gone, the lights come up
The air smells faint of earth and pine
Of ending sweet and borrowed time
A record spins its quiet song
And everything feels where it belongs
All is well, the night is kind
The storm has left no trace behind
The tea grows cold, the fire sighs
And I see peace in my own eyes
The year is folded, soft and small
And somehow I've survived it all
There's nowhere else I need to go
I think of friends in other towns
The ways we lived, the ways we drowned
I smile at names I never say
The ghost of sunlight, the steps of May
I'm still that girl who dreamed of more
But soft and now not keeping score
It's well, the night is kind
The storm has left no trace behind
The tea grows cold, the fire sighs
And I see peace in my own eyes
The year is folded, soft and small
And somehow I've survived it all
All is well, I can't tell
A car drifts by, a streetlight hums
I count the things I've overcome
The quiet here feels her, not strange
Those voices rise like back
For a moment, time stands still
The room feels full, the stories swell
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