Lyrics
[Soft Felt Rhodes Intro]
I dance alone in flannel sleeves,
the mirror shows a girl rebuilt.
[Verse 1]
Your name fits looser in my mouth,
the brass key resting on the shelf.
I folded down your woolen coat,
and gave the closet to myself.
A kettle whistles on the stove,
the cedar counter cool and wide.
I sweep the doorway clear of dust,
with nothing left to hide.
[Pre-Chorus]
I laugh and mean the sudden sound,
the hallway learns a lighter pace.
The window takes the midnight cool,
no shadow in this place.
[Chorus]
Scars turned to constellations.
I read the silver map upon my skin,
a quiet sky where morning can begin.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
scars turned to constellations.
[Verse 2]
The clock ticks gentle on the wall,
a cup of barley tea in hand.
I watch the yellow taxi lights,
across the quiet rain-washed land.
The silence isn't cold tonight,
it breathes like cotton soft and deep.
I leave the porch light glowing low,
and let the city sleep.
[Chorus]
Scars turned to constellations.
I read the silver map upon my skin,
a quiet sky where morning can begin.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
scars turned to constellations.
[Bridge]
Oh, I trace the silver seams tonight,
no longer fighting with the past.
The open palm can hold the light,
and peace has come at last.
[Chorus]
Scars turned to constellations.
I read the silver map upon my skin,
a quiet sky where morning can begin.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
scars turned to constellations.
[Lingering Rhodes Outro]
The kettle whistles on the stove...
Scars turned to constellations.
[Fade Out]
[End]