Lyric

I learned the shape

Before the skin

I kept it clean

And stepped within

I held my shoulders useful

I made my answers plain

I kept my mouth in order

And gave my hands a name

The collar never tightened

The sleeves were never wrong

I only felt the quiet

Of wearing it too long

They liked me when I vanished

Into the proper line

They trusted every surface

That did not ask for mine

It fits too well

So no one sees the seam

I stand where I am needed

And disappear between

The role fits too well

So no one asks what fell

I function like a person

Who left himself somewhere else

Too well

Too well

I disappear in place

Too well

They called me steady weather

A room that would not shake

A voice that kept its level

A face that would not break

I became easy shelter

For people passing through

The better I could hold them

The less of me they knew

I did not fake the outline

I only made it last

The shape became the future

Before I missed the past

It fits too well

So no one sees the seam

I stand where I am needed

And disappear between

The role fits too well

So no one asks what fell

I function like a person

Who left himself somewhere else

I do not know the border

Between the use and me

I wore the answer long enough

To lose the underneath

If I take off the silence

If I loosen what they praise

Will there be anyone waiting

For the part without a shape

It fits too well

And no one sees the seam

I stand where I am needed

But I am not between

The role fits too well

So no one knows I fell

I function like a person

Who cannot reach himself

I leave the shape behind me

Still hanging in the light

It looks enough like living

To fool them one more night