static / strewn
Illuminating space like a floodlight
Radiance, soon filtered pieces through a phone
Prepare again for another long night
Barren stretches, make our way, parallel lines
When I sleepwalk through the world
Your voice narrating my words
And you start to look and sound like me
What then will I do? I need to hear you as you
But this new language isn't translating
Turns out there's less space
When the static of her absence grows
In the distance strewn between our homes
No one let me know
How much of myself I'd see now
Where she was only just days ago
What about when we don't leave in one piece?
Faces in the mirror, red with heat
We're such fragile and rickety things
Reliant on weak frequencies
Leaning in to say goodbye
Your hands stay stuck to your sides
Doesn't this seem a bad time to leave?
Turns out there's less space
When the static of her absence grows
In the distance strewn between our homes
No one let me know
How much of myself I'd see now
Where she was only just days ago
When you know just what to say
Would you please say it
Say it to me?
I can barely hear myself over this ringing
And repeating
Of scripted lines I memorized
While I was sinking in another sea
So when you know just what to say
Would you please say it
Say it to me?
Radiance, soon filtered pieces through a phone
Prepare again for another long night
Barren stretches, make our way, parallel lines
When I sleepwalk through the world
Your voice narrating my words
And you start to look and sound like me
What then will I do? I need to hear you as you
But this new language isn't translating
Turns out there's less space
When the static of her absence grows
In the distance strewn between our homes
No one let me know
How much of myself I'd see now
Where she was only just days ago
What about when we don't leave in one piece?
Faces in the mirror, red with heat
We're such fragile and rickety things
Reliant on weak frequencies
Leaning in to say goodbye
Your hands stay stuck to your sides
Doesn't this seem a bad time to leave?
Turns out there's less space
When the static of her absence grows
In the distance strewn between our homes
No one let me know
How much of myself I'd see now
Where she was only just days ago
When you know just what to say
Would you please say it
Say it to me?
I can barely hear myself over this ringing
And repeating
Of scripted lines I memorized
While I was sinking in another sea
So when you know just what to say
Would you please say it
Say it to me?
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Writer(s): Max Whittaker
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