Inside the Weather

I keep the daylight folded

Behind the bedroom shade

Like something at the window

Might remember my name

The hallway holds its breath now

The floorboards know the sound

I learned to move like smoke here

Without touching the ground

Every lock became a language

Every shadow learned the walls

I can hear the outside turning

But I don't move at all

I'm living inside the weather

Waiting for the sky to clear

Counting cracks across the ceiling

Like they disappear from here

Every door looks like an ocean

Every step feels twice as far

So I keep the world behind me

And the silence where you are

The clock keeps losing hours

They gather underneath

Dust along the windowsill

And sentences I couldn't speak

There's a coat beside the doorway

Still hanging like a choice

But every time I reach for it

The room turns up the noise

I know the street is still there

I know the trains still run

But somewhere between the handle

And the light, my hands go numb

I'm living inside the weather

Waiting for the sky to clear

Counting cracks across the ceiling

Like they disappear from here

Every door looks like an ocean

Every step feels twice as far

So I keep the world behind me

And the silence where you are

Built a kingdom out of curtains

Made a border out of air

Put a chair against the thunder

Like that ever kept it there

Now the walls don't need a reason

They just stand where they were placed

And the echo keeps on wearing

Something almost like my face

I don't know when being careful

Turned to never going out

When the shelter became smaller

Than the thing I shut without

But tonight I left the window

Open just an inch or two

Let the cold come through the curtains

Let the room become untrue

And somewhere past the rooftops

Something moved without a sound

Not a promise, not an answer

Just the sky still hanging round

I've been living inside the weather

Like the storm was mine to keep

But the cracks across the ceiling

Let a little daylight leak

Every door is still an ocean

But an ocean has a shore

So I'll leave the chain unfastened

I don't need it like before

Morning finds the hallway

Before I find my feet

But the light stays on the floorboards

And this time

I let it reach me.