Lyrics: BAGMAN
Music: BAGMAN
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Porcelain heart on the table
Blue flowers under the glaze
I touched it once too roughly
Now the crack still finds the light
You were never made for breaking
I was never good with care
I mistook the shine for distance
I mistook the stillness there
Every beautiful thing warns you
With a silence of its own
But I held you like an answer
Not a body, not a home
Porcelain heart, do not forgive me
Just remain what you are
Something delicate and holy
Something loved from too far
Porcelain heart, white as winter
Blue as rain I cannot stop
I can see the whole room in you
And the place where we broke off
I have learned to move more slowly
I have learned to lower flame
I have learned that saying sorry
Does not make the bowl the same
There are gold lines in some stories
Where the breaking gets repaired
But I do not own your damage
I was only passing there
If another hand should hold you
May it know what I ignored
May it never call you fragile
Just to keep you on a shelf
Porcelain heart, do not forgive me
Just remain what you are
Something delicate and holy
Something loved from too far
Porcelain heart, let the morning
Find me honest, find me small
I was not the one to save you
I was just the one who saw