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Provided to YouTube by FlatChannels Lyricist: FlatChannels Arranger: FlatChannels Producer: FlatChannels Composer: FlatChannels Lyrics: Verse 1 I was cleaning out the dresser Late September afternoon Light came in like something fragile Soft and silver in the room Old ticket stubs and tangled necklaces A sweater I don’t wear Then folded in the corner seam Your letter sleeping there Pre-Chorus The paper’s thin and trembling Like it’s scared to be undone I hold it like it might still break From everything we’ve become Chorus There’s dust in the drawer And dust in my lungs Your handwriting’s steady But we were so young You said, “Don’t let go, No matter how far” Now I’m standing alone With dust in the drawer Verse 2 You wrote about the city lights And who we’d someday be How nothing in this world could pull Your heart away from me We were speaking in forever Like it didn’t have an end Never thought that time would be The quietest thief of friends Pre-Chorus The ink is barely faded But the promise somehow is Funny how a memory Can ache like this Chorus There’s dust in the drawer And dust in my lungs Your words still are perfect But something’s undone You swore we would weather Whatever would scar Now I’m folding you back With dust in the drawer Bridge (whisper-soft) I don’t even blame you Life just pulls apart Some roads don’t turn bitter They just drift in the dark I hope you found the version Of yourself you were chasing then I hope somebody’s holding The hand I used to know as friend Final Chorus (fragile, almost breaking) There’s dust in the drawer And dust in the light Your “always” is folded Out of my life I won’t call your number I won’t reopen the door I’ll just breathe through the quiet And dust in the drawer Outro (minimal, almost spoken) Paper and perfume September air I close the drawer But you’re still there