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Leftover Constellations - Oficial

[Verse 1] Found your old keychain In my winter coat Tiny plastic comet With the glitter flaked off You joked we’d move to Mars Start a thrift store for stars Now it’s just a cold token On my bedroom floor [Chorus] We were leftover constellations Dots on paper Almost aligned Tracing shapes in the ceiling Swearing we’d rewrite the sky Now the glow-in-the-dark is fading But I still see you sometimes In these leftover constellations Burned on the back of my mind [Verse 2] Receipt in my pocket From that 3 a.m. café Your name in blue ink Half washed away You circled the word “future” Turned it into a face Said “Won’t it be funny When this all makes sense?” [Chorus] We were leftover constellations Dots on paper Almost aligned Tracing shapes in the ceiling Swearing we’d rewrite the sky Now the glow-in-the-dark is fading But I still see you sometimes In these leftover constellations Burned on the back of my mind [Bridge] Maybe all we ever are Is half-finished shapes in the dark I connect every speck of dust ’til it looks like us (oh oh) Maybe all we ever knew Was how to pretend it was true Still I reach for the pattern And it reaches back too [Chorus] We were leftover constellations Dots on paper Almost aligned Tracing shapes in the ceiling Swearing we’d rewrite the sky Now the glow-in-the-dark is fading But I still see you sometimes In these leftover constellations In these leftover constellations Burned on the back of my mind (yeah)