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Never knew I was in danger until I was almost in the clear
The atmosphere like a private conversation I'm trying not to overhear
Once I turned my head back there, looked directly in the camera
All I felt was a fracture fading into ephemera

I wasn't fazed but my eyes glazed over
Staring off into space, I know my placeholder

If I'm nervous under the surface, I'm on the wrong side of the lens
Happiness was too precious to be cradled in my hands
So I held myself together, or at least I tried my best
I felt like a worn out rubber band. Maybe that's a bit of a stretch

I wasn't fazed but my eyes glazed over
Staring off into space, I know my placeholder

Eyes on the horizon, or home on the range
All of these changes feel like more of the same



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Coombes
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