They broke the glass to count what left I did not leave to be a debt The red was loud the red was law I came out smaller than the flaw Hands closed light stayed not a weapon not a name I kept it I kept it close enough to hurt I kept it and the hurt did not become a curse Feet off the floor eyes the same gold I am the nearness they would not give back to the tube Someone roared and that was weather I am not the storm he weathered Cloth enough to pass a gate a quiet bluff a quieter fate Hands closed light stayed pressure at the throat and I stayed I kept it I kept it close enough to hurt I kept it and the hurt did not become a curse Feet off the floor eyes the same gold I am the nearness they would not give back to the tube The ledger called me missing the flesh called me arrived gratitude is a strange first weather for a charge that stayed alive I kept it close enough to burn I kept it and I did not have to learn the roar Spin if you have to the still stance is the miss I am what the tube could not have back Hands closed light stayed