Phantom Kind

I saw you on the platform. Train pulled out, you didn't move. Somebody else's jacket. Somebody else's shoes. The city folds at midnight. Buildings lean into the dark. I walk the same direction, Never knowing where to start. They say it gets easier. They say you learn to let it go. But I'm still counting streetlights, Still taking the long way home. You're a phantom kind, Moving through my mind. Never really here, Never disappear. You're a phantom kind, Running out of time. I can feel you near, But you're never clear. I keep your number saved still. Never call, just like to know. That somewhere in the network, There's a place I shouldn't go. The night bus routes are changing. Familiar stops don't look the same. I'm learning new directions, Forgetting how to say your name. They say it gets easier. They say the hurt will fade away. But I'm still riding circles, Still finding reasons not to stay. You're a phantom kind, Moving through my mind. Never really here, Never disappear. You're a phantom kind, Running out of time. I can feel you near, But you're never clear. Maybe I should burn it, every trace, Every clue. But something in the silence keeps me tethered Here to you. You're a phantom kind, Moving through my mind. Never really here, Never disappear. You're a phantom kind, Running out of time. I can feel you near, But you're never clear. You're a phantom kind. Mm. You're a phantom kind.