[Verse 1] Tea stain on the syllabus Last page Last bus Late dusk My hands smell like graphite and oranges Old poems folded in my wallet Heavy as coins Camera roll full of ceilings Cracks in the plaster spelling secret names I try to map my worries on the subway map Every transfer Another version of me Missed [Chorus] Kick like a heart on overtime Breath on the brink of a rhyme I’m dancing through a tectonic haiku Seventeen beats And I'm All about you (all about you) Face in the blur of the strobe-lit rain Soft little prayers in industrial pain If every fault line hums our debut Let the floor break open into you [Verse 2] Grandma’s voice in a voicemail glitch Speaking three languages in one breath She says “save your softness for sharp days” Then laughs Coughs Disappears in static air I trace constellations on a rave wristband Smell of metal Mint And someone else’s cologne Strangers mouthing lyrics we don’t yet know We invent a faith in the space between jumps [Chorus] Kick like a heart on overtime Breath on the brink of a rhyme I’m dancing through a tectonic haiku Seventeen beats And I'm All about you (all about you) Face in the blur of the strobe-lit rain Soft little prayers in industrial pain If every fault line hums our debut Let the floor break open into you [Bridge] What if mercy is a circle pit Gentle hands catching every fall (hey) We scream philosophy in broken vowels Cheeks wet Eyeliner Glitter Salt I want a language that limps and forgives Half-wrong tenses Fully-lived truths You touch my shoulder Ask no questions I answer all of them Saying nothing back [Chorus] Kick like a heart on overtime Breath on the brink of a rhyme I’m dancing through a tectonic haiku Seventeen beats And I'm All about you (all about you) Face in the blur of the strobe-lit rain Soft little prayers in industrial pain If every fault line hums our debut Let the floor break open into you (into you)
