Steph Something - Composition, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars

Marc H. - Bass, Drums, Production

Trace the Exit

We crack like porcelain

The fractures too thin and

I gather my reasons

I loosen my grip

You hold to me tighter

You clinch both your fists but

I'm cold to your light and

The fog is just too thick

And I

Am going

I watch as the doorframe

Expands, I trace the exit

My hands will stop trembling

My feet will keep moving

But I catch my relflection

And breath

Feel the ghost of your touch

On my skin

And I

Am going

But I turn from the edge of leaving

For the distance could never unmake you

And if I were to go

I would leave me behind

© Stephanie Gilliard