歌詞

Every line was waiting

Before I knew my name

The angles looked familiar

But none of them felt made

I learned the narrow distances

Between the wall and me

I placed my breath in order

Where it was allowed to be

My ribs kept asking softly

For a little room to turn

But every clean direction

Was something I had learned

I lived inside a shape

I never drew myself

Every line was clean

But none of it was mine

I fit the plan by losing

The angle of my spine

The life looked right from above

But wrong from inside

They called it getting settled

They called the silence peace

I moved my hands politely

Through places meant for me

The doors opened in sequence

The rooms held proper light

But nothing in the structure

Had asked what I was like

I almost made it livable

By cutting down my want

I stood inside the finished lines

And called the missing calm

I lived inside a shape

I never drew myself

Every line was clean

But none of it was mine

I fit the plan by losing

The angle of my spine

The life looked right from above

But wrong from inside

No one had to force me

I learned the map by heart

I thought the way it held me

Was the same as taking part

But I was not becoming

I was only being arranged

A body in a layout

That never learned my weight

I lived inside a shape

I never drew myself

Every line was clean

But none of it was mine

I was living in someone else’s layout

And calling it my life

It looked right from a distance

But it never fit inside

I step outside the outline

Without a better plan

The lines remain behind me

But I can move my hands