Trapped Within My Mind - Ink Still Drying

Ink Still Drying by Trapped Within My Mind There's a frame still wrapped in cardboard There are pages in a drawer Names and dates I used to chase down Then forgot what they were for Every time I reached the ending I was halfway out the door Never stayed around to notice What the room was clapping for Ink still drying I'm already gone Fresh lines underneath my fingers Old ones fading at the edge I keep turning pages early Before the sentence gets to end Leave the ribbon where it landed Leave the boxes where they fell Everything looks different later When you finally stand up tall Ink still drying I'm already gone Name still ringing Somewhere down the hall Ink still drying Let it stay Don't turn the page yet Don't put this one away Let the room keep holding Whatever just began Ink still drying I'm still here