Cloth
You used to notice the world's made of moments
And each one a brick in the walls of a home
You saw a story behind every face
And each passerby sang you a wordless song
You chose to board up the windows, your heart in the shadows
You closed the eyes that lit your way
You had a mainstay for so long, and those were the days
When you were like me
You still had a heartbeat
And eyes that knew where they were going
Fixed up above
You knew the cloth you were cut from
Oh, you knew the cloth you were cut from
Where did your dreams go and who killed your ego
As if you're a shell that can't really be loved
Where are your feelings
You picked them to pieces
Admittedly dark from past breaches of trust
But barricades won't make it better
You won't last forever
Deep in a hole you dug for yourself
I happen to know that you want more
Than what you say now
'Cause when you were like me
You still had a heartbeat
And eyes that knew where they were going
Fixed up above
You knew the cloth you were cut from
Oh, you knew the cloth you were cut from
So I want to give you time
Grace is a fruit that grows slow on the vine
I want to see this through
So I'll be here waiting
Oh I want to give you time
Grace is a fruit that grows slow on the vine
I want to see this through
So I'll be here waiting for you
I'll be here waiting for you
And each one a brick in the walls of a home
You saw a story behind every face
And each passerby sang you a wordless song
You chose to board up the windows, your heart in the shadows
You closed the eyes that lit your way
You had a mainstay for so long, and those were the days
When you were like me
You still had a heartbeat
And eyes that knew where they were going
Fixed up above
You knew the cloth you were cut from
Oh, you knew the cloth you were cut from
Where did your dreams go and who killed your ego
As if you're a shell that can't really be loved
Where are your feelings
You picked them to pieces
Admittedly dark from past breaches of trust
But barricades won't make it better
You won't last forever
Deep in a hole you dug for yourself
I happen to know that you want more
Than what you say now
'Cause when you were like me
You still had a heartbeat
And eyes that knew where they were going
Fixed up above
You knew the cloth you were cut from
Oh, you knew the cloth you were cut from
So I want to give you time
Grace is a fruit that grows slow on the vine
I want to see this through
So I'll be here waiting
Oh I want to give you time
Grace is a fruit that grows slow on the vine
I want to see this through
So I'll be here waiting for you
I'll be here waiting for you
Credits
Writer(s): Shiloh Kauk
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