歌詞

I count the bruises

On my own skin

Five beats missing

Then I begin

I count the chairs

That stay half-warm

I count the silence

After the storm

One, two, three

It adds up slow

A thin black line

Where the cold things go

The body counts in minor

The body counts me back

I hold the loss in order

Then I watch it crack

The body counts in minor

I hear it in my ribs

I’m learning how to carry

What the dark still gives

I count the names

I don’t say out loud

I count the faces

Leaving through the crowd

I count the steps

Down the hallway floor

Every small goodbye

Keeps asking for more

One, two, three

It adds up slow

A thin black line

Where the cold things go

The body counts in minor

The body counts me back

I hold the loss in order

Then I watch it crack

The body counts in minor

I hear it in my ribs

I’m learning how to carry

What the dark still gives

If I stay still

Will it pass me by?

If I stay quiet

Will it ask me why?

The body counts in minor

The body counts me back

I hold the loss in order

Then I watch it crack

The body counts in minor

I hear it in my ribs

I’m learning how to carry

What the dark still gives