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Di oS - One Plate Beside the Sink
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Текст песни: I leave one plate beside the sink
Though no one’s coming through the door
The quiet gives me room to think
And takes the weight I wore before
I mend the seams I hid from view
With nobody to tell me how
But every room remembers you
And asks me where you are now
It lets me breathe, it lets me mend
Then turns the key and locks me in
Being alone can stitch me closed
Then split me open where it knows
I find some peace, I lose my name
It cools the hurt, then feeds the flame
I need the space, I hate the cost
Some parts grow back, some parts get lost
I take the long way past the park
Where we once missed the final train
The trees stand still against the dark
I walk through without calling your name
I’ve learned to sleep, to make my tea
To let a hard day simply end
Still, silence keeps a list of me
And circles every absent friend
It lets me breathe, it lets me mend
Then turns the key and locks me in
Being alone can stitch me closed
Then split me open where it knows
I find some peace, I lose my name
It cools the hurt, then feeds the flame
I need the space, I hate the cost
Some parts grow back, some parts get lost
Maybe healing isn’t clean
Maybe hurt can leave a mark
I can keep the room I need
And still leave a light on in the dark
Being alone can stitch me closed
Then split me open where it knows
I find some peace, I keep my name
The hurt can pass; it isn’t shame
I need the space, I know the cost
Some parts grow back, none are lost
I leave one plate beside the sink
And let the morning in
Though no one’s coming through the door
The quiet gives me room to think
And takes the weight I wore before
I mend the seams I hid from view
With nobody to tell me how
But every room remembers you
And asks me where you are now
It lets me breathe, it lets me mend
Then turns the key and locks me in
Being alone can stitch me closed
Then split me open where it knows
I find some peace, I lose my name
It cools the hurt, then feeds the flame
I need the space, I hate the cost
Some parts grow back, some parts get lost
I take the long way past the park
Where we once missed the final train
The trees stand still against the dark
I walk through without calling your name
I’ve learned to sleep, to make my tea
To let a hard day simply end
Still, silence keeps a list of me
And circles every absent friend
It lets me breathe, it lets me mend
Then turns the key and locks me in
Being alone can stitch me closed
Then split me open where it knows
I find some peace, I lose my name
It cools the hurt, then feeds the flame
I need the space, I hate the cost
Some parts grow back, some parts get lost
Maybe healing isn’t clean
Maybe hurt can leave a mark
I can keep the room I need
And still leave a light on in the dark
Being alone can stitch me closed
Then split me open where it knows
I find some peace, I keep my name
The hurt can pass; it isn’t shame
I need the space, I know the cost
Some parts grow back, none are lost
I leave one plate beside the sink
And let the morning in
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