Static Cling

[Verse 1]
The Oyster card you left in my winter coat
still has three quid seventy on it.
Found it Tuesday, reaching for the fare from Brixton.
The fabric holds the shape of you, a kind of empty debt,
A dent in the infrastructure I haven't measured yet.

[Chorus]
And I still feel the static cling,
Just a ghost pressure where you've been.
A low hum under everything,
Yeah, I still feel the static cling.

[Verse 2]
Your running shoes by the front door, the laces still in a knot.
The air in the hallway's gone cold in that one spot.
You said, 'don't be a stranger, Leo,' last time we properly spoke.
The sound of your spare key in the lock became a joke.

[Chorus]
And I still feel the static cling,
Just a ghost pressure where you've been.
A low hum under everything,
Yeah, I still feel the static cling.

[Bridge]
(Music slows)
And I tell myself it's just the central heating making noise,
A trick of the light, the settling of the floor joists.

[Chorus]
(Music returns to full tempo)
And I still feel the static cling,
Just a ghost pressure where you've been.
A low hum under everything,
Yeah, I still feel the static cling.

(Music fades to silence for 4 seconds)

[Outro]
(Sound of a distant Northern line train pulling away, a faint voice note sample)
It's not leaving. It's just arrived somewhere else.