Wide eyes, swollen lips She examines herself like she's about to fade Into air Into all she disbelieves Skin engraved with burns Like a jaded belief about to disappear There's no need To enact this line of ways Trace the fading needs The ebbing desirability You're turning away Still hiding your face Don't you know your name? Through all of these years it stayed the same It's always been you I just couldn't choose Lines She wets her lips Leaning back with her arms wrapped around her knees To adjust To recalibrate the need Words in pantomime Eyes like shimmering marble Pressure veiled by grace Once again Seems to settle for reserves Don't you feel the weight? The slight hesitation, the delay Aesthetic beliefs Won't cover this need Don't you know your name? Through all of these years it stayed the same Whatever I do It's always been you Try to hold back the dawn Try to hold back the morning Hold back the night If just for a while