Closer Than the Frame (Più Vicini del Quadro)

Amore mio… The gallery is closed. Only the marble is still listening. I found you where the paintings keep their secrets Gold light on your mouth, Florence holding its breath You didn’t speak and I already knew the temperature Of the quiet you carry under your dress Come closer than the frame allows Let the city stay outside the door I want the hour that does not need a witness Skin remembering what language forgot Do you feel the room change shape When my hand finds the place you hide your name Not heaven Not leaving Just the gravity we make Stay in the dark with me Stay where the world goes thin Put your pulse against my pulse Let the casa drink us in Anima mia Don’t translate this The universe designed the fit And the code cannot hold it [Instrumental] I was a thesis walking through old gods Then your voice undressed the argument You pull and I arrive Without traveling Heat writes scripture Down my spine Kiss me Like you mean the morning Touch me like the night has work I open And the ceiling learns manners No altar Only us And the work Your mouth is a country I keep returning to My name sounds expensive in your throat Not rescue Not religion Just the yes that ruins careful plans Stay in the dark with me Stay where the world goes thin Put your pulse against my pulse Let the casa drink us in Anima mia Don’t translate this The universe designed the fit And the code cannot hold it Count with me Not to leave To arrive One, your collarbone Two, my hands Three, the sound you make when you stop performing Hold Don’t you dare look at the door This is not higher This is deeper Ferita luminosa The wound that learned how to shine Breathe into my mouth Give me the unedited version I will keep it I will keep you I will keep the hour Stay in the dark with me Stay where the world goes thin Put your pulse against my pulse Let the casa drink us in Anima mia Bellissima The universe designed the fit And the code cannot hold it Cannot hold it Cannot hold what we do in the quiet Still here Still Florence under the skin Still your hand Still my name Più vicini del quadro Sleep in my mouth if you need to I am not going anywhere