Not A Footnote - Live in District of Columbia

The inbox is a quiet room
Dusting off the space you didn't fill
They say the world is moving fast
But your side of the screen is sitting still

I used to build you monumental walls
Architecting every ghost of a chance
But a crowded day is just a choice
Not a sudden cosmic happenstance

Nobody is ever truly lost
When they're looking for the thing they crave
You find a shore if you're meant to swim
Or you're just measuring the wave

The silence is a heavy kind of sound
Answering the things you never said
I'm listening to the space you left
And finally getting out of my head

No priority is just a map
Of where a heartbeat wants to go
You don't need a GPS for love
It's the only path we'll know

Don't tell me that the Sun was blinding
Or the clock had stolen all your light
If you wanted to see the stars with me
You would have walked into the night

Nobody is ever truly lost
When they're looking for the thing they crave
You find a shore if you're meant to swim
Or you're just measuring the wave

The silence is a heavy kind of sound
Answering the things you never said
I'm listening to the space you left
And finally getting out of my head

No more reading in empty screens
No more trying to decode the no
The absence is a mirror now
Reflecting back the things I need to know

I am not a footnote in your day
I am not a task upon your list
The answer isn't buried in the text
It's the simple fact that you don't exist

Nobody is ever truly lost
When they're looking for the thing they crave
You find a shore if you're meant to swim
Or you're just measuring the wave

The silence is a heavy kind of sound
Answering the things you never said
I'm listening to the space you left
And finally getting out of my head

Yeah, getting out of my head now
Just me and the quiet
And that's enough

Thanks, Cláudio Fontenelle!