1. |
fingerprints
01:15
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laying side by side, my shoulder touching
the birthmark that i love beside your spine
my body is a lightning rod
and i can hear the rain start on the roof
i move an inch or two
better safe than sorry
proximity is deadly
i'll love you just as hard across the room
leave my fingerprints on glass, and baby
you can put your hands on that
and say again you're certain i'll be
feeling better soon
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2. |
empty vessels
04:16
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sweet water only serves to make me thirsty
my alabaster jar collects the rain
it's used to water other people's pastures
brimming vessels always empty out again
(at least it means i'm useful now and then)
empty vessels
fill me, fill me
i was made to pour out all my insides
fill me
i've been sitting in your highest cupboard
fill me
i was built to hold the weight of safety
fill me, fill me
otherwise i'm empty
my belly filled with rich anointing oils
you snap me by the neck to break the seal
you touch me to your tongue and call it holy
the loss reminds me what it is to feel
(i guess it means that's worth the time it takes to heal)
empty vessels
fill me, fill me
i was made to pour out all my insides
fill me
i've been sitting in your highest cupboard
fill me
i was built to hold the weight of safety
fill me, fill me
otherwise i'm empty
i am not a wellspring, not a fountain
i don't keep what i've been given
it's my lot to pour it out again untouched
i will give it sanctuary
i will hold it deep inside me
for a time until you're thirsty, you're so thirsty
i'm so thirsty, i'm so--
fill me, fill me
i was made to pour out all my insides
fill me
i've been sitting in your highest cupboard
fill me
i was built to hold the weight of safety
fill me, fill me
otherwise i'm--
fill me, fill me
i was made to pour out all my insides
fill me
i've been sitting in your highest cupboard
fill me
i was built to hold the weight of safety
fill me, fill me
otherwise i'm--
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3. |
a question
02:45
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can i get you a little bit closer?
my laundry's unfinished and i've gotten cold
can i get you a little bit closer?
i'm small on the sofa, the day's gotten old
the reverb stings more than an ant bite
and time is a landslide of days in a row
can i get you a little bit closer?
and you can say no
and maybe my body's an ice floe
i've not done the dishes, your cup's in the sink
and maybe my body's in traffic, or maybe it's crashing
the road is a ring
the echo is more like a whiplash
and time doesn't give back the words i don't sing
can i get you a little bit closer?
it helps me to think
can i get you a little bit closer?
can i steal your clothes, steal a bit of your heat?
would you bring me a sip of your water
or pass me a pillow? i just need to sleep
the nothing is more like my body
the walls aren't responding, i've killed the TV
can i get you a little bit closer?
can i get you a little bit closer?
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4. |
in transit
03:24
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imagine if my first thought
on a cold drive south to the city
wasn't another damsel daydream of intimacy
another heartache hero rescue
another cry into your shoulder
another "hush, it's fine, come lie with me a while"
instead, i film private movies
in which i am your first thought
in which i'm lover, neighbour, everything
and i hold my own hand, skin on glove,
fingers laced together,
to make sure it feels different this time
my wishful school-bus thought is your attention
your fingers on my wrist, searching for a pulse
your hands that graze my forearm as you pull up on the blanket
and tell me everything looks different in the sun
i make do with self-acceptance
a little prayer and absolution
it's fine, because it never truly happened
so i'll live for public transit
for my cold drive south to the city
and i'll hold my gloved hand tightly, and with tenderness
and i'll cling to secret grief of recognition
my empty fingers searching for a pulse
and i'll wait for someone's song to break the silence
and tell me everything looks different in the sun
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Lilli Furfaro Toronto, Ontario
24 | canadian | she/her | folk/indie | nerd
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