Story: The Word Under the Blanket
Verse 1
I asked for a word
that could hold all things
the sorrow that bites
and the gladness that sings
the thought in the morning
the fear in the chest
the ache that keeps asking
when will I rest
Chorus
Just this
before I call it mine
just this
before the storyline
just this
not wrong, not right
just this breath
in the middle of life
Verse 2
Welcome was lovely
but welcome still stood
with a hand at the doorway
trying to be good
then silence came closer
and opened the fist
not yes and not no
only this, only this
Bridge
This rain, this room
this body, this chair
this old resistance
already there
this laugh, this cry
this ordinary kiss
nothing outside it
just this, just this
Final Chorus
Just this
before I call it mine
just this
before the storyline
just this
not wrong, not right
just this breath
in the middle of life
