Verse by @ivy.transistor

nothing holy ever asked for my name you never asked and i never stopped answering you can hear the whole town breathing at four am i love you in the tense that has no word

i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet the radio only plays the parts i remember the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors nothing holy ever asked for my name

you never asked and i never stopped answering we were young and the light was cheap i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the river takes what it is offered

the mirror learned my face by accident there is honey in the bottom of the bad years somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried i am learning the names of ordinary things again

the tape hissed where your voice should be