The Moving Forward

[Verse 1]
The house still fills with smoke
From the fireplace's burning coals
I'm sweeping up the floors
I'm still getting old, old
I'm making up the bed
Forgetting what you said
About folding in the ends
I'm still getting old, old

[Verse 2]
I find pieces of your mess
Your wine-stained cotton dress
I put it away, put it to rest
And I can't recall your face
A biting bitter taste is all that remains
The dregs from a pot of Earl Grey

[Bridge]
I still fear the moving forward
I still feel you in my throat
I know you said it wasn't easy
I never felt so close
I've never felt so close
I've never felt so close
I've never felt so

[Instrumental break]

[Outro]
There's a light on upstairs
Come in whenever you want
There's a light on upstairs
Come in whenever you want
There's a light on upstairs
Come in whenever you want
There's a light on upstairs
I'll leave the door unlocked