Glass Weather

Mm, mm There’s rain in the walls again Mm, mm I keep your coat on the kitchen chair Like a small black cloud that forgot the air The clock in the wall has a nervous mouth It chews up noon and it spits night out I tried to wash all the smoke from the sheets But your goodbye learned to breathe in the bleach Now every cup has a hairline moon And every room hums slightly out of tune I don’t want a clean kind of healing I want the bruise to tell the truth If I have to break to feel it Let me break into something new So I sing to the floorboards, “hold me down” There’s a river in the ceiling and it’s getting loud I’m not fine, I’m just fluent in disappearing I smile with my teeth but my hands are hearing All the words I never let arrive Glass weather in my lungs tonight If love is a house, then mine caught fire But I walked out wearing the light Wearing the light Wearing the light I was ash, I was rain Now I’m learning my name I found my name in a cardboard box With the baby teeth and the broken locks You drew a sun on an unpaid bill Said, “Even hard days need color still” I used to think that the dark was a door Till I heard my pulse knocking under the floor Now I make drums out of spoons and scars Teach my shadow the shape of stars I don’t want a soft little ending I want the wound to open wide If I have to lose the old me Let her leave with the tide So I sing to the floorboards, “hold me down” There’s a river in the ceiling and it’s getting loud I’m not fine, I’m just fluent in disappearing I smile with my teeth but my hands are hearing All the words I never let arrive Glass weather in my lungs tonight If love is a house, then mine caught fire But I walked out wearing the light No, I won’t be the ghost in the hallway No, I won’t make a shrine out of pain I can miss you and still choose morning I can love you and loosen the chain Hear that? My heart is not a crime scene It’s a garden after rain It grows crooked, it grows quietly It grows anyway So I sing to the floorboards, “let me rise” There’s a river in the ceiling but I learned its tide I’m not fine, I’m a body remembering I smile with my teeth and my hands start singing All the words I finally let survive Glass weather turning into silver light If love is a house, then mine caught fire But I walked out wearing the light Wearing the light Wearing the light I was ash, I was rain Now I’m learning my name Mm, mm There’s rain in the walls again But it doesn’t sound the same