The Porch from Metanoia by fixer

I didn't think I
would ever get the chance to say
that you were my favorite
I hope I'm not out of place
or overstepping
my current plot in space
This dark new vacuum
where sound cannot escape
I'd still go back, dear
But now's not a time to waste
& neither was that year
You should close the drapes

& talk to me like
it's not me I
am not me
We should go to the porch
Just talk to me like
it's not me I
am not me

All those words you keep
inside that tongue you eat
You can't speak clearly
as if we didn't meet
& I won't close my eyes
because you might be there
in that dress I like
I still do, would you wear
it in my dreams
I forgot I've woken up
How am I still breathing
with a pair of broken lungs
and of broken glasses?
I'm deaf & mute & dumb
Your door is open
You should make it shut

& talk to me like
it's not me I
am not me
I should hold you close
& talk to you like
it's not you I
don't know you

Make a bed of leaves
& never leave
the land
Take your weight in me
& always keep
a hand

Talk to me like
it's not me I
am not me
We should go to the porch
Just talk to me like
it's not me I
am not me

• Alternative
• indie
• lo-fi
• pop
• pop pop
• pop rock
• Portland