(Verse 1)
It's been fifty-two weeks since the final call was made
A year of Monday mornings where your sweater never laid
I cleared out the cabinets and I filed away the name
But I can't scrub the memory of the way you said the same
Old tired jokes just to see me crack a smile
And I swore I’d be over you by now, just give it a while
(Pre-Chorus)
I go out, I pretend, I talk about the weather
But every conversation leads me back to whether
You're thinking the same thing when the streetlights dim to blue
Do you ever feel the gravity of every little thing we used to do?
(Chorus - Big, reverb-heavy, soaring )
And all I can hear is the static on the screen
Of the last, perfect, silent movie that we had between
The lines of the pavement and the peeling painted wall
Do you miss me at all? Do you miss me at all?
I see you in the gold light of every sunset glow
And I don't need to touch you just to know
That the ghost of your hand is still holding mine, yeah
You’re the melody I can’t reassign.
(Verse 2)
I drove past your old apartment, the one with the broken gate
Had to check myself that it wasn't some cosmic, terrible fate
That made me swerve down that road, just to catch a blurry glimpse
Of a window that held our story in all its beautiful clips
I keep the photograph right here, beneath a pile of keys
And I know that maybe you’re happy now, maybe you’re finally at ease
(Pre-Chorus)
I go out, I pretend, I talk about the weather
But every conversation leads me back to whether
You're thinking the same thing when the streetlights dim to blue
Do you ever feel the gravity of every little thing we used to do?
(Chorus - Big, reverb-heavy, soaring )
And all I can hear is the static on the screen
Of the last, perfect, silent movie that we had between
The lines of the pavement and the peeling painted wall
Do you miss me at all? Do you miss me at all?
I see you in the gold light of every sunset glow
And I don't need to touch you just to know
That the ghost of your hand is still holding mine, yeah
You’re the melody I can’t reassign.
(Outro - Music fades with repeated, echoed vocals and heavy delay )
Do you miss me at all?
Do you miss me at all?
(I'm still hearing the gold light...)
Do you miss me at all?
(The gold light...)
Yeah, you're the melody... I can’t reassign...
(Fade out.)
