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I left the window open
To let the morning in
But the floor was white with silence
And the sink held ice again
Your cup was still on the counter
One ring around the stain
I told myself it’s nothing
But nothing feels the same
And I keep reaching
For a warmer kind of truth
But every room I touch
Turns blue
Cold reality
Cold reality
It cuts right through me
Cold reality
Cold reality
Cold reality
You don’t come back to me
Cold reality
I tried to drown it out
With friends and borrowed noise
But every laugh went thin
Like paper in the void
I saw your name in places
Where it should not be
On the back of a receipt
In the dirt on my sleeve
And I keep reaching
For a softer kind of truth
But every door I open
Leaks through
Cold reality
Cold reality
It cuts right through me
Cold reality
Cold reality
Cold reality
You don’t come back to me
Cold reality
No more pretending
No more signs
No more your shadow
Calling mine
I held the line
I held it tight
Now all I’ve got
Is this hard white light
Cold reality
Cold reality
It cuts right through me
Cold reality
Cold reality
Cold reality
You don’t come back to me
Cold reality