A contrail cutting across a dusk sky above a dark line of trees

From Traces, Track 02

Muscle Memory

Lyrics

Kids are down, the house goes quiet
Friday's mine at half past nine
There's a case behind the winter coats
Been waiting all this time
Dust across the latches, but the
Strings still hum when I lift it free
Twenty years since I last played you
And you still remember me

Thought that part of me was over
Filed away with used to be
But you owe the kid you were once
More than just a memory

It comes back
Watch it wake
It comes back
No mistake
These hands
Still know
Stay
Stay
This time I won't let go

Playing rusty, grinning stupid
Fingertips complain and burn
Down the hall a door cracks open
Little ears have come to learn

It comes back
Watch it wake
It comes back
No mistake
These hands
Still know
Stay
Stay
This time I won't let go

Been so long
Hands, do you remember

It comes back
Wide awake
It comes back
No mistake
These hands
Always knew
Stay
Stay
I'm not done with you

Some things wait inside their cases
Till you're ready to come home

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