Of Courtyards: Here

a song—indie—key of C

[for JP]

when the drinks are running low

and the smoke has cleared the room

i find myself sitting alone

wondering what's left to do

i pull out my arm, i put it up

toward the light

i look at my veins, running through

where my skin was tight

all in all i wish you were here

on the stairs i sit and wait

for a body i can claim

it's not a way to fill my plate:

it's a way to say your name

i pull out a light, i light it up

all alone

it moves on through and through and through

in my bones

all in all i wish you were here

Of Courtyards