I'm building skyscrapers
Auto maybe in might
Trying to architect a way
To make the wrong things right
If I'd spoken louder if I'd stayed a little late
If I'd recognize the gravity of a localized fate
But if it's just a hollow word
A bridge made out of glass
That shatters every time I try to let the minutes pass
It's a linguistic ghost
A grammatical trap
A nonexistent shortcut on a dead end map
And it's the meaningless if that I'm chasing today
A ghost of a chance that was never gonna stay
It doesn't change the silence
It doesn't move the clock
It doesn't find the key for the heavy set lock
It's a localized haunting
A structural lie
A paper white wing that was never meant to fly
Yeah the wise is the his and the gone is the gift
And the hollowed out center of the meaningless
If I've been a savior
If you've been a saint
We wouldn't be this pictured it's beginning to fade
But the chemicals were wrong and the timing was a blur
And no amount of wishing changes who we actually were
I'm wasting all my oxygen on the hypotheticals flame
Adding more syllables to the way to your name
It's a rearview mirror on a car with no wheels
A desperate projection of the way your heart feels
You cannot ring the bell
You can't unburn the wood
Even if you promised that you'd finally understood
The heavy's just a shadow that I'm trying to catch
In a room full of darkness with a broken down match
And it's the meaningless that I'm chasing a day
A ghost of a chance that was never gonna stay
It doesn't change the silence
It doesn't move the clock
It doesn't find the key for the heavy set lock
It's a localized haunting a structural lie
A paper white wing that was never meant to fly
Yeah the was is the years and the gone is the gift
And the hollowed out center of the meaningless if
If so what if it's not just a word
Just a sound that never quite hits the ground
Meaningless
The sound of it
Meaningless