[Intro] What do you see? A moth. [soft pencil scratch] Anything else? No. [Verse 1] Black on white. Folded shape. Two wings, maybe one face. You turn the card. I turn it back. You write something I cannot read. What do you see? Two people. Doing what? Standing close. [soft pencil scratch] That’s all? That’s all. [Pre-Chorus] You don’t say yes. You don’t say no. You only ask and let me fill the room. [Chorus] What do you see? What do you see? Tell me the first thing. Don’t think too long. What do you see? What do you see? There is no wrong answer. You write that down. [Verse 2] Red this time. Black underneath. A shape like hands or something with teeth. I say a bird. Then change my mind. You ask me why. I say I don’t know. You ask where it is. I point to the middle. You ask what makes it a bird. The wings. You look at the card. Then at me. [soft pencil scratch] [Pre-Chorus] You don’t correct me. You don’t agree. You leave the silence where an answer should be. [Chorus] What do you see? What do you see? Tell me the first thing. Don’t think too long. What do you see? What do you see? There is no wrong answer. You write that down. [Verse 3] Card six. Card seven. I stop counting. Something with antlers. Something kneeling. Something split clean down the middle. You ask why it’s kneeling. I didn’t say kneeling. You look at your page. I look at the card. Neither of us speaks. [Bridge] Why that shape? Because it looks like one. Why there? Because that’s where it is. Why facing inward? I don’t know. Why are they touching? I don’t know. What happens next? Nothing. What makes you say that? Nothing happens next. [Instrumental pause] [paper shifts] Another card. [Verse 4] The colors don’t join. Nothing settles. I wait for something to become something. You wait too. For the first time you stop writing. What do you see? I don’t know. Take your time. I already did. [Chorus – restrained, altered] What do you see? What do you see? You ask it softer now. What do you see? What do you see? I look at the ink. I look at you. There is no wrong answer. [Outro] You slide the last card forward. I don’t touch it. What do you see? Nothing. [long silence] You write that down. I ask what you wrote. You turn the page over. Then you ask: What does it see when it looks at you? [very long pause] I look at the card. It looks the same. I don’t.
