Lyrics

A shattered glass in the sink
A broken chair on the floor
Mom and dad don’t seem like they’re
In love anymore

Silent dinners, screaming nights
We hid under the covers in our rooms
Wondering if it was something that we did
To make them sleep in solitude

Just hold on tight
Soon they’ll decide
You and me
Amongst the debris
As hearts approach the great divide

We’d stay at his apartment on the weekends
Above some poorly painted creaking stairs
I could tell this was a part of fatherhood
That wasn’t supposed to be there

Just hold on tight
Soon they’ll decide
You and me
Amongst the debris
As hearts approach the great divide

The trembling inside the chest
The preparation for descent
To have and to hold
For better or worse
It’s just an old verse
...just an old verse

Just hold on tight
Soon they’ll decide
You and me
Amongst the debris
As hearts approach the great divide
We’ll turn out just fine
We’ll forget all about it in time