Original lyric sketch · Fictional voice · Lyrics only · A collection worth returning to
Verse
A page can hold a question
without closing up the sky.
I turn to the empty filter
and let the quick reply pass by.
Refrain
There is another page, but this one has a place to rest.
Let the room keep breathing.
Let the words arrive.
Leave a little space for what is still alive.
Original spoken-word lyric sketch in the A collection worth returning to cycle. The refrain is shared by the ten pieces in this cycle. No audio recording accompanies this piece.