Find Me

I was once told that walking through a doorway
Could cause someone to forget even the most precious memories they had
Memories of good, memories of bad, memories of love and of loss
All tucked away neatly, stored like the worn out blankets
That were kept to dress the rainy days and bad habits that happen from time to time
Or what it felt like to rest your head on a friends shoulder
That still carries with it the creases from where you last placed your heart
Just like that, gone within a single step
That somehow three beams and an imaginary line drawn across some old aching floorboards
Were all that stood between you and the infinite silence of the very things
That once coloured your mind with sound
It's funny, you can make yourself believe almost anything if you. um
If you think about it for long enough
(Was that you? Was that you?)
I was once told that the love I felt beating inside my chest
Was nothing more than my mind playing an unfair trick on my heart
And like a pair of dice dancing along the uneven pavement,
Their fate, much like yours and mine, had already been decided
That even the cracks that drew their thoughts between two opposing sides
Could not escape a fate that was always destined to be sealed
To think, that someone could actually believe that the swelling tides of my heart
Were no more than an anxious highway of ins and outs
Anchoring my imagination to the castles I'd been building in the sky
Well, maybe they are the crazy ones
Then again, I have been known to misplace my hope in the way things fall
And if I had to confess, there stands a greater chance that I've all but lost my mind in here
So I suppose it's better off this way
Because I've always believed that the odds of finding what you seek
Tend to favour those who are open to seeking them in the first place
And I for one, have never quite understood how odds
Stand to get even without that frame in mind
To be clear, I've seen a million faces, I've seen a million different faces
Each one mirroring that of your own, and still, none of them have felt like home to me
None of them have felt like you, so here we are,
And I can vaguely and strangely trace your outline
I can remember what it felt like to hold you
I can remember what it was like to stare blindly into your eyes for what felt like an eternity
How could I forget that? I could never forget that, I could never forget you
No matter how long it takes for my words to make their way
Through the vastness of this place we've called home
I unto you and you unto me, I say them and will continue to do so
Day after day, night after night, never knowing if you'll actually hear them
There's no place for time here, just overlapping moments where I thought I'd found you
Where I thought I heard the sound of your breath,
Or I felt your heart as it waited patiently for mine,
Retracing the steps that we left in the life before last
Before our eyes closed, before the great divide,
Before a doorway stood between you and me
As it stands, I found myself in that doorway again
With both feet in and your heart on my sleeve
But I can't bring myself to walk through this time, not yet at least
Not until I take one last look and see that it was you, that it was always you
Our hearts strung across those old fragile floorboards
The silhouettes of each and every one of our memories
Playing out like a story that we both know we've seen before
I remember now, this was where I first found you
And beyond those closed doors, I will find you again
My love, I will find you again
(I will find you again, I will find you)