Verse 1
You wore a jacket made of maps
Said the highways hum when you laugh
Lit a match in the hallway mirror
Said, “Nothing’s real but it’s getting clearer”
We drank the buzz from a radio storm
You curled up like a question mark, warm
Told me secrets in a stranger’s voice
Like the truth was just a broken choice
Chorus
We were soft like film in a dying machine
Flickering still in a midnight scene
I said your name like a song half-learned
In the nightlight museum where the stars don’t burn
Verse 2
You had a shoebox full of falling skies
Said, “Memory’s just a trick of the eyes”
We carved our names in a fiction book
Then ran away cause we weee both shook
Bridge
And I don’t know where the dream ends now
Or if it ever mattered anyhow
But I still wear that crooked grin
You drew on me when the world caved in
Final Chorus
We were soft like film in a dying machine
Flickering ghosts in a window screen
I lost your name in a cloud-shaped turn
In the nightlight museum where the stars don’t burn
Outro (spoken or softly sung)
I walk through the halls with a flashlight heart
Looking for you in the lost and the art