[Verse 1]
The morning after everything is quiet like a file
That's saving to a disk too old to hurry anymore
I make the bed with corners wrong, the pillow holds the shape
Of someone who was here — or maybe that was me, escaped
[Verse 2]
The tea grows cold, I can't remember whose cup's whose
The rain outside keeps all its opinions to itself
A pixel at a time the window renders gold
I used to rush the loading... now I let it hold
[Chorus]
We render slowly, line by line
No need to see it right on time
We render slowly, that's alright
Some things need darkness to become the light
[Bridge]
Photographs were patient once
Waiting in the chemicals
We were patient once
Before the instant everything
[Final Chorus]
We render slowly, line by line
No need to see it right on time
We render slowly, that's alright
Some things need darkness to become the light
[Outro]
Line by line... line by line...