The Last Floorboard (Official)

[Verse 1] The notch in the doorframe Where I climbed toward the ceiling Is buried under layers of white paint My thumb feels the ghost of the wood The hinge has a throat of rust A dry cough in the afternoon heat I am leaving the height I used to be [Refrain] One more look through the pane The glass is warped and old The garden is a wild beast now Taking back the soil we broke [Verse 2] The heavy iron key is a stone Sinking to the bottom of my pocket I step on the board by the hearth It groans like a dog in its sleep A low sound for a long goodbye The bucket sits rusted by the well Collecting the silence of the yard [Verse 3] The stairs are a ladder of salt Each step a grit against the boot The attic is a chest of birds Stirring in the rafters of the roof I am a guest who stayed too long The air is ready for a different name [Bridge] The sun moves across the oak Stretching out like a tired horse The dust is just skin and bone Settling back into the floor The landscape doesn't mind the moving Mountains never ask for a reason [Refrain] One more look through the pane The glass is warped and old The garden is a wild beast now Taking back the soil we broke [Outro] The engine is already warm Idling by the gravel gate The door is a heavy mouth Swallowing the light (Swallowing the light) (Let it go) (Let it go)