Beautiful in between Beautiful | Salsa Rock

There’s a seam in the curtain where the morning comes through Not a tear, not a wound, just a line of blue You left your coat, on the back of a chair Like a question, that learned, how to stay there The kettle clicked once, then forgot what to say Steam wrote your name, and erased it halfway I held the cup ,by its smallest crack Warm on the outside quietly coming back Maybe straight is only, one kind of true Maybe the flaw, is the door we use I stopped measuring, what we became And let the line, keep its name Leave the seam leave the seam That’s where the light, gets in between Leave the seam leave the seam Not broken, just seen Leave the seam leave the seam Beautiful, in between Beautiful !!!!! The mirror had dust, where your shoulder had been A silver mistake, on the edge of the skin I drew no map, I made no claim Some things arrive, without a frame Your laugh came late, like a train in rain Soft at the edges, wrong in the same way I used to polish every mark from the glass Now I read the weather, in what doesn’t pass We were not matched, we were not clean Two different fabrics, holding one seam And every stitch, that failed to hide Was the honest part we kept inside Leave the seam leave the seam That’s where the light, gets in between Leave the seam leave the seam Not broken, just seen Leave the seam leave the seam What doesn’t close, can still convene Leave the seam leave the seam Beautiful, in between Beautiful !!!!! There’s a seam in the curtain, where the morning comes through I don’t close it now, It looks less like damage More like proof