Verse 1

We draw the borders of a room we've never entered

Stand at the edge of streets we learned in sleep

Something in us knows the angle of a window

The weight of air we haven't learned to breathe

Chorus

We are homesick for the invented

For the country with no name on any page

We grieve the door we've never opened

We mourn the life we never lived to age

How do we miss what we've never touched

How does the absence feel like this much

Verse 2

We trace the outline of a voice we haven't heard yet

We recognize a face that doesn't exist

The body keeps a record of a different version

Of all the seasons we were somehow missed

Bridge

Maybe we are mourning futures

Maybe we are mourning past

Maybe we were always reaching

For a place too wide to grasp

And still we pack for it, we plan for it

We learn the word for rain in languages

We'll never speak out loud

Outro

We are missing something nameless

We have always missed it

We will miss it still

Instrumental Outro

How did it make you feel?

A new song arrives tomorrow.