

My name came late
I heard the plates move first
Then laughter down the hall
The table was already warm
Before they said I was there at all
I stood by the doorway
With my shoes lined up too neat
And someone asked the question
That I was too quiet to repeat
And I waited on the edge
Like a note left out too long
Then your voice crossed over
And it carried me along
My name came late
Late to the room
My name came late
After the spoon
I was right there
But out of frame
My name came late
Still, it was my name
Uncle said my mother’s smile
Got softer when I walked in
My father tapped the ashtray
Like he knew where to begin
A cousin told a story
I had heard a hundred times
Then finally my name arrived
Between the bread and the wine
And I felt the whole room turn
Just a little, just to see
Like a door that stays half open
Until somebody says me
My name came late
Late to the room
My name came late
After the spoon
I was right there
But out of frame
My name came late
Still, it was my name
Maybe I learned that feeling
From the pauses in their talk
How love can be a table
You find by where you walk
So if I come in after
Let the talking keep its pace
I know the sound of belonging
Even when it comes in late
My name came late
Late to the room
My name came late
After the spoon
I was right there
But out of frame
My name came late
Still, it was my name
- 作詞者
Cireo Nask
- 作曲者
Cireo Nask
- プロデューサー
Maren Holt
- ボーカル
Cireo Nask

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- 1
Kitchen Light, Not a Signal
Cireo Nask
- 2
Someone Moved My Chair
Cireo Nask
- 3
Fridge Humming Without Me
Cireo Nask
- 4
Dinner Was Already Planned
Cireo Nask
- 5
New Towels in the Hallway
Cireo Nask
- 6
Voices from the Old Room
Cireo Nask
- 7
The House Knew the New Routine
Cireo Nask
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My Name Came Late
Cireo Nask
- 9
The Weather Took My Place
Cireo Nask
- 10
Held Open Without Me
Cireo Nask
- 11
Morning Left Before I Did
Cireo Nask
- 12
Nothing Asked Me to Stay
Cireo Nask
『Held Open Without Me』――それは、帰るべき場所が、自分抜きで進んでいることに気づく瞬間の音楽。
灯りの灯る台所、古い椅子、遠い家族の声。 明確に失ったわけではないものほど、静かに胸を締めつける。
