Music: Jonah Yano/Claire Cottrill/Benja
It's just interest after all
The kind that's barbed and already inside
And here we are, side by side
Arm in arm, tangled in my life
Till we're braided like a rope
And in my car, it's a twenty minute drive
So here's my hat and a clementine
That's what you mean to me
Well, I get sicker with your heart in mind
And the moon gets dimmer, and the room gets bright
If there's no rhythm to an unstoked fire
When my eyes meet the window, will the world be wide?
It's just interest after all
The kind of moment when you know someone from very far
Listen to the steps, anticipate the move they make
Down the hall to the stairs
Into my room
Poems with fruit
For me
And for you
And I get sicker with your heart in mind
And the moon gets dimmer, and the room gets bright
If there's no rhythm to an unstoked fire
When my eyes meet the window, will the world be wide?