[Verse 1] I watched myself Become a photograph Still developing Inside somebody else's chemicals The edges sharpened The colors disappeared Until I couldn't tell Which absence was my own [Pre-Chorus] I keep... Removing... Pieces... To find the center. [Chorus] There's a shape That left me years ago I still cast Its shadow. Every room Remembers more than I do. Every mirror Forgives too slowly. [Verse 2] If language is a wound Then silence is the scar. I've been speaking In negative space Hoping someone Would notice the outline. The hands are mine. The motion isn't. [Bridge] I don't want to disappear. I want to become So completely honest That nothing survives Except whatever Refuses to leave. [Final Chorus] There's a shape Still waiting underneath. Not better. Not healed. Just finally visible. If I break apart Don't gather me. Stand back. Maybe this is What I always looked like.
