Your sweater on my chair
Coffee stains on April air
Polaroids in crooked frames
Half your face
I’ve lost the names
Blurry memories
Running through my head like late night TV
Out of focus
Skipping scenes
I remember how it felt
Not the words between
Blurry memories
You’re the sharpest thing that ever happened to me
I hear your keys in every sound
Laughing in another town
Tried to write you down last week
Ink ran out
The page stayed weak
Blurry memories
Running through my head like late night TV
Out of focus
Skipping scenes
I remember how it felt
Not the words between
Blurry memories
You’re the sharpest thing that ever happened to me
Did you keep my faded shirt
Does your new place hum my hurt
If you passed me on the street
Would you know me
Would you speak
Blurry memories
Running through my head like late night TV
Out of focus
Skipping scenes
I remember how it felt
Not the words between
Blurry memories
You’re the sharpest thing that ever happened to me