Nights Full | Ben Gwen Sleepless

Breakdown (soft) We trade the calendar for constellations, Name the ways we almost changed our constellations. If morning is a mercy, let it come with both our hands, If silence is a language, teach me how to understand.

Verse 1 (Ben) Midnight bleeds into the sockets of my room, A clock that keeps forgetting how to move. I count the little ghosts that move behind the blinds, Trace the map of you I keep inside my mind. ben gwen sleepless nights full

Bridge (Ben spoken / Gwen humming) Ben: "I keep the light on for the shape of you." Gwen (humming, then): "And I keep the doorway open, just in case." Breakdown (soft) We trade the calendar for constellations,

Chorus (Both) Sleepless nights, full of what we couldn’t say, Empty cups, collecting light from yesterday. Sleepless nights, full of every quiet truth, Holding tight to pieces of a younger, braver you. I count the little ghosts that move behind

Chorus (Both, harmonies) Sleepless nights, full of what we couldn’t say, Empty cups, collecting light from yesterday. Sleepless nights, full of every quiet truth, Holding tight to pieces of a younger, braver you.