Lyrics

The clock keeps talking to the dark
While every memory leaves a mark
I hear my own words coming back
Like footsteps running down the hall
I count my breathing, close my eyes
But every silence multiplies
I tell myself to let it pass
Then watch the ceiling till it’s light

But the night knows my name
And it calls me back again

Oh
I’m going round the room
Chasing every shadow
Turning little moments into mountains in my mind
And underneath my skin
There’s a restless echo
Keeping every window open through the night
I keep going round the room

Round and round the room
With nowhere left to move

I wonder who I might have been
If I had learned to just give in
Would every road still bend this way?
Would every color fade to gray?
The mirror holds a stranger’s stare
A tired face that isn’t there
I wear a smile the whole day long
Then take it off when no one’s home

And the night knows my name
It keeps calling me the same

Oh
I’m going round the room
Chasing every shadow
Turning little moments into mountains in my mind
And underneath my skin
There’s a restless echo
Keeping every window open through the night
I keep going round the room

Round and round the room
With nowhere left to move

Maybe morning doesn’t need an answer
Maybe healing doesn’t make a sound
Maybe I can let the questions wander
Without following them all the way down

For a moment, I can breathe
For a moment, I believe

Oh
I’m slowing down the room
Letting go of shadows
Leaving all the little broken pieces where they lie
And underneath my skin
There’s a softer echo
Saying I don’t have to solve it all tonight
I’m slowing down the room

Slowly, slowly now
Let the morning find me out
I don’t have to figure everything out
Tonight