Old Paper
Style: Dream pop

[Verse 1]
I found boxes in the hall
dust on shelves along the wall
old paper stacked in fading light
and still you cross my mind tonight

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing here is new or clean
but nothing here is what it seems
I keep it all because of you

[Chorus]
India, you're the one I keep
under all this dust and sleep
two syllables I hold onto
India, I come home to you

[Verse 2]
Some drawers stay shut for years
some pages soften into tears
but you're the thing I never lose
the one I never had to choose

[Chorus]
India, you're the one I keep
under all this dust and sleep
two syllables I hold onto
India, I come home to you

[Bridge]
Everything else gets packed away
but you stay out, you stay in reach
you're not a thing I store or fade
you're the one lesson I still teach

[Chorus]
India, you're the one I keep
under all this dust and sleep
two syllables I hold onto
India, I come home to you

[Outro]
The boxes stay right where they are
but you're the nearest thing, the near, the far

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