Verse by @birdie.quinn

there is a version of us that stayed i saved the last cigarette for a braver night the radio only plays the parts i remember the bus came and i did not get on

the sea does not remember any of our names i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet the tape hissed where your voice should be

i am learning the names of ordinary things again i am learning the names of ordinary things again i wore your city like a borrowed coat i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet

the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath i keep the porch light on for nobody every train sounds like leaving from here