StaticHeartsandEmptyPockets

Static Hearts and Empty Pockets - Zyric Kane

Lyrics by：Nob Vanne

Composed by：Nob Vanne

Produced by：Zyric Kane

I found the tea set we bought in the spring

A delicate white and porcelain thing

It fell from the shelf when I slammed the front door

And shattered like starlight across the dark floor

I tried to gather the pieces and piles

To reconstruct all of our practiced-in smiles

But the edges are jagged the patterns are wrong

And the glue is too weak to keep us this long

Now they're just broken ceramic smiles

Trailing across the hallway in jagged white mouths

You can't drink the tea if the cup is a ghost

And you can't hold the hand of the one you miss most

It's a painted-on happy a glaze of I'm fine

Cracking under the weight of this silence of mine

A porcelain tragedy a delicate art

Just the short surrounding shards of a heart

I glue back a saucer I glue back a lid

But I can't hide the damage of the things that we did

The gold leaf is flaking the flowers are torn

In a kitchen that's cold in a spirit that's warm

It looks like a face if I squint in the light

But it won't hold a candle in the middle of night

Hollowed out green on a fraction of shelf

The only thing left to my former-day self

Careful where you step careful where you breathe

There's a splinter of us on my tattered-up sleeve

If I sweep it away then the floor is just wood

And I'm not quite as whole as I thought that I should

Yeah they're just broken ceramic smiles

Shoulda 'cross the hallways in jacket white mine

You can't drink the tea if the cup is a ghost

And you can't hold the hand of the one you miss most

Since I paint it on happy glaze of I'm fine

Cracking under the weight of this silence of mine

Porcelain tragedy delicate up

Just the sharp ceramic sharp of us

Under my heels

Is what I feel just why dust

And I paint it on leave

Huuuuuuuuuuuuu

The sound of a single shard

Spinning on a hard floor until it stops