When the Room Fills

I kept my footsteps quiet on the landing

So you would not hear the hurt I hid

A cup of tea gone cold beside the window

And all the words I never said

Your coat still hangs like a small, sad promise

Your key still knows the shape of my door

I learned to smile with a mouth full of thunder

And lock it up and ask for more

Where the light gets in, I cry

When I try to pretend

If love was a fight on the spoke in the ceiling

Still rising, still calling my name again

And I fall

When I rise to the stream with my heart

In the palm of the rain

Oh, I loved you louder than I knew how to hold it

Now I'm singing

The bruises you left me to name

The night air leans in through the broken curtain

Like it knows every secret I kept

I hear your voice in the pipes, in the traffic

And I swear I am not over it yet

Where the light gets in, I crack

When I try to pretend if love was a fire

I'm a smoke in the ceiling

Still writing, still calling your name again

I fall, then I rise through the strain

With my heart in the palm of the rain

Oh, I loved you louder than I knew how to hold it

Now I'm saying the bruises you left me to name

If I go soft, let me go all the way

If I go low, let the floor answer back

I was a house made of shaking and silence

Now I'm a stone in a black velvet dress

Where the light gets in, I crack

But I'm here in the end

If love was a fire, I'm the smoke and the fuel

Still rising, still calling your name again

Yes, I fall

Then I rise through the pain

With a voice that remembers your shape

Oh, I loved you

Louder than I knew how to hold it

Now I'm seeming myself back from the edge