歌詞

They move the line

Across the wall

I count the names

That are not mine

The light stays pale

The chairs stay cold

I learn to sit

Without a sound

Everyone leaves

One by one

I keep becoming

Less than someone

Number not called

Name not heard

I am a shape

Behind a word

Number not called

Still in the air

Not quite missing

Not quite there

I hold my hands

Like proof I’m here

Small as a slip

No one can read

A door keeps opening

Not for me

I lose my weight

By degrees

Everyone leaves

One by one

I keep becoming

Less than someone

Number not called

Name not heard

I am a shape

Behind a word

Number not called

Still in the air

Not quite missing

Not quite there

Say I was next

Say I was seen

Say there was room

Left for me

I do not need

A gentle sign

Just call the number

That is mine

Number not called

Name not heard

I am a shape

Behind a word

Number not called

Fading bare

Not quite missing

Not quite there