Crescent

Some days you don’t want to see
Don’t want to see how it’s make believe
Just know it’s a part of me
Distant part of me, underneath

Holding on to things just to let them go
The camera lens sees more than you’ll know

Late at night, the crescent of the moon
The crescent of the moon is smiling down
You can rest your weary head
Your weary head on my chest

Holding on to things just to let them go
The camera lens sees more than you’ll know
Shapes in the frames you held too close
Fleeting embraces by your ghost

Some days it’s hard to see
It’s hard to see what is real
Caving in, or breaking out
Yeah, I think I’m breaking out of my shell

Holding on to things just to let them go
The camera lens sees more than you’ll know
Shapes in the frames you held too close
Fleeting embraces by your ghost