[00:17.78]Leave our things
[00:20.64]Leave them wrapped in dust
[00:25.22]Protect our things
[00:29.22]Wrapped in a film of us
[00:35.78]Touch them sometimes
[00:37.87]To remind them whose they are
[00:42.54]And let the layers build up
[00:46.36]Dirt is falling in the dark
[01:08.85]Commit them to bags
[01:12.44]And filthy frames
[01:16.40]As your air blows past them
[01:20.66]Sometimes whisper their names
[01:27.11]Touch them sometimes
[01:29.37]To remind them whose they are
[01:33.93]And let the layers build up
[01:37.88]Dirt is falling in the dark
[02:00.41]I fell out of pace
[02:03.54]I favoured newness over you
[02:07.82]But I still like to think
[02:12.12]That our things are always true
[02:18.46]Touch them sometimes
[02:20.76]To remind them whose they are
[02:25.35]And let the layers build up
[02:29.21]Dirt is falling in the dark
[02:51.87]This is just a hiccup
[02:55.02]In a bigger sealed plan
[02:59.49]I sit here I sway
[03:03.53]To preserve what I can