Something moved Behind the mirror Not my face Not this time A little lower Underneath Where all the old names Go to sleep I heard them One by one Child Wolf Liar King Nobody Nobody Nobody Still here Still here Still The floor moved Under the house Or the house Moved over me Hard to tell Everything underneath Has its own direction Low Slow Round the corner Back again I followed the sound Through the walls Down the stairs Past the room Where everybody I was Was still arguing Let them They’ll get tired Eventually Maybe Something underneath Keeps moving Something underneath Knows the way I don’t Good Something underneath Keeps moving Low Low Lower And I follow There was a garden Growing through the floor Roots in the ceiling Stars in the dirt Tuesday In somebody’s pocket Wednesday Under my shoe Time You dropped something Never mind Keep walking The portal was smaller From this side Just a circle Of blue Then silver Then nothing Then blue again Like breathing Like forgetting Like remembering You forgot I put my hand through Cold Pulled it back Older Put it through again Young That’s enough of that Something underneath Keeps moving Something underneath Knows the way I don’t Good Something underneath Keeps moving Low Low Lower And I follow The wolves were sleeping Finally Their teeth On the ground beside them Little white arguments Nobody winning Nobody bleeding I stepped around them Quiet One opened an eye You coming? No You sure? No Good enough Morning was leaking Through a crack somewhere Thin yellow line Dust dancing That ridiculous bird Back again Where have you been? It looked at me Like I was the one Who disappeared Fair I had carried So many things I forgot I had hands Now Nothing in them Nothing Look They still work Open Close Open Leave them open Something underneath Keeps moving Something underneath Doesn’t need a name Something underneath Was there before The paper moon Before the house Before the wolves Before I learned To answer To anything Low Slow Round the corner Back again Not leading me home No That was the mistake It was showing me I never left The stars disappeared Into morning Still there I know The mirror caught me One last time Just a face Imagine that Just A face I waited for it To become somebody It didn’t Good Something underneath Keeps moving And for once I don’t pull it Toward me I don’t push it Away I move With it Low Slow Around Through Back again Still here Still here Still.
