When I was young I was a ghost. I was a cloud of smoke. The words they used to spill out of me and now I feel so blah.
And when I went to the Hammer I loved how brave I felt looking at Caland. I realized that I’ve always been too stifled and now I cage myself.
I don’t like being censored but we have to protect the others and I wish that we were all free but I know we’re all hurting
And the thing I hated in you the most was how you were so dismissive and now he looks at me with surprise and I don’t recognize myself speaking.
It’s you out of my mouth.
You’re gone, but I can’t get rid of you.
The light that fell into my eyes, the color consumed me.
The humming made me better against that unwavering voice.
It’s been a long time now so maybe we’re happy. There’s enough time between the song between the space so maybe we’ve forgotten.
You say you never remember and I try and not let that hurt me
But really it shouldn’t matter as long as you recognize me.