Dry Cleaning Day

Luminary — Dry Cleaning Day Subscribe for daily original music Yeah. It’s just a Tuesday. Nothing heavy. Just... done. I walked past the dry cleaners on 4th Street The neon sign buzzed, didn’t even feel the heat Saw the receipt in my pocket, faded ink A ghost of a memory I’m finally gonna sink Into the floorboards, let it settle down No more fighting for a crown that we lost in the town You left your coat here, heavy wool and gray I took it off the hanger, watched the light fade away It’s not a tragedy, it’s just the weather changing No storms left inside, no more rage changing Just the quiet hum of the machine spinning round I’m safe here, on this solid, quiet ground I’m letting go, not like a fall But like a key dropping off a hall I’m letting go, not with a scream But like the space inside a dream It’s okay if it ends It’s okay if it bends I’m just walking home now With the wind in my brows Saw your name in my contacts, didn’t delete Just let it sit there, a silent, empty seat No anger, no fire, just dust in the air I locked the door shut, didn’t even care To check who was waiting outside in the cold I’m tired of holding stories that were never told The air is clear now, no smoke in the lungs Just the simple joy of being young and unsung Let it drift, let it slide There’s nowhere left to hide From the truth of the day I’m choosing to stay In the peace, in the peace Just a Tuesday. Dry cleaning day. I’m free. #indie pop #pop #dream pop #bedroom pop