Ordinary Silence from Melody Trail by The Bird Calls

You’ve been living in a t-shirt gun
Kept in storage in a stadium
All the things you used to do for fun
Stress you out now
Got you burnt out

No relation but you share a name
Muscle memory and phantom pain
Marking time by what gets stripped away
I thought I warned you
But you were born into it

On a boardwalk
The student pleads his case
Bitemarks in his pencil
The wind flipping the page
Ordinary silence
Between the crash of waves

Is it worth it to you, baby?
Is it worth it to you, baby?

So you change the color of your hair
So you change the way you frame the last ten years
Through a crack in the doorway
See the shape of the coming day
It’s a glowing underline
It’s just a sliver of the sky

Ammunition for a mind always at war
Strain to read the subtext
Wrecked against the roar
Ordinary silence
The wind slamming the door

And if you think that less is more
Brace yourself for what’s in store

All along the boardwalk
The student clears his name
Bitemarks in his forearm
The wind against his face
Ordinary silence
Between the crash of waves

Let me prove it to you, baby
Let me prove it to you, baby

• Acoustic
• Folk
• New York