[Verse 1] the smallest distance is the one we crossed i was a closed door, you were the cost of everything i prayed for and lost and prayed for again, still paying the boss yeah they say a name's just a sound but yours is a frequency, hits a vein in my chest like a needle of empathy shruti in your language, a microtonal interval the smallest possible distance between two notes that’s surreal to me 'cause i’ve been a held breath since i was thirteen chemo in my marrow, twelve gray of radiation between me and a future i wasn’t supposed to see and somehow we both made it here both wearing the scars underneath you lost a boy to a rope when you were just a kid i lost a lung's worth of air to a hospital lid and now we’re laying in bed and your bunny's asleep on the pillow and i'm scared of how much i love this, god willowy [Chorus] half moon, honey sun going slow the colors you keep the colors you keep half moon, honey nowhere to go the colors you keep the colors you keep [Verse 2] but here's the part i don't say out loud the part that eats me at night in the cloud of my own head i'm a perfectionist with a brain that fires every red light right before commitment denver flight, meeting your mom every milestone in sight my amygdala swings like it's looking for a fight she's not aligned, she's not optimized she's not on the same timeline shut up, shut up, shut up that voice ain't mine that's the voice of a kid who learned love could leave in an IV line who watched his own mother count platelets and cry so when i look at you and i blush and my hands start to shake it’s not because something is wrong it’s because something’s at stake i’ve been bracing for thirteen years and forgot how to break [Chorus] half moon, honey sun going slow the colors you keep the colors you keep half moon, honey nowhere to go the colors you keep the colors you keep [Verse 3] listen, you’re thirty-five the clock is a real thing, i know egg quality drops like a stone in the snow two to four cycles, eighty k a kid, that’s the cost and i hate that love gets priced like loss but i’m not here with a clean little answer i’m here with my shaking hands and the part of me that still believes something soft can make a man if you say stay, i stay if you say slow, i slow i just need you to know i know what i know and i don’t know the rest i only know this chest [Bridge] the smallest interval still changes the whole song one step closer and the dark feels less long [Final Chorus] half moon, honey sun going slow the colors you keep the colors you keep half moon, honey nowhere to go the colors you keep the colors you keep
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