Lyric

I put my hands down gently

On a surface made to hold

My body found the outline

But the air stayed cold

The chair received my weight

Like a fact it had to keep

It did not bend toward mercy

It did not learn my sleep

I leaned my back against it

And waited to be still

But rest kept standing somewhere

Just beyond the windowsill

I leave no heat behind

I leave no heat behind

The shape of me can settle

But the warmth will not arrive

I can sit, but I cannot rest

I can stay, but I do not land

The surface takes my body

Not the pulse inside my hands

Nothing keeps my warmth

Nothing knows I came

I leave a little pressure

But never leave a flame

Beside another shoulder

I learned the proper space

Close enough for comfort

Far enough to fade

No one moved away from me

No one made it hurt

But every place that held me

Let my human weather turn

I leave no heat behind

I leave no heat behind

The room can take my shadow

But not the living kind

I can sit, but I cannot rest

I can stay, but I do not land

The surface takes my body

Not the pulse inside my hands

Nothing keeps my warmth

Nothing knows I came

I leave a little pressure

But never leave a flame

Maybe I was never colder

Maybe nothing held me through

Maybe all my warmth was waiting

For a place that wanted proof

I pressed my palm to silence

I gave my breath to air

But every gentle surface

Let me disappear there

I can sit, but I cannot rest

I can stay, but I do not land

The surface takes my body

Not the pulse inside my hands

Nothing keeps my warmth

Nothing knows I came

I leave a little pressure

But never leave a flame

When I rise, the place stays perfect

No trace of where I leaned

Only the quiet remembers

How cold a body can be