Where Your Shape Should Be

{vacant-room ambience, distant piano,

telephone-like synth tone,

reversed guitar harmonics} Where you should have been The air still moved

I reached again My hand passed through (ahhhh) {fragmented voice moving through

stereo field} Your outline stayed against the wall A trace of heat,

then none at all

The room repeated every sound But changed your voice each time around

I saw you standing in the glass I turned—you vanished when I

asked The light bent where your body stood Like even absence understood

{low vocal shadows}

One second near

One second gone

I keep arriving After you’ve moved on

{charging strings swell}

There’s nothing where your shape should be But the empty keeps reaching

for me

Every reflection almost makes you real Every shadow

remembers how you feel There’s nothing where your shape should be Still,

something there is watching me

If you’re only a memory Why do you keep remembering me?

Where your shape should be Where your shape should be There’s nothing

there— But it won’t let me leave {desperate soaring vocals} Your footsteps

crossed the ceiling twice Your breath appeared against the ice A distant

melody began

Then stopped when I raised my hand I followed fragments through the

door Into a room without a floor You waited on the other

side With all the distance in your eyes {chopped vocal phrases}

One second near

One second gone

I keep arriving

After you’ve moved on {sudden silence} Did becoming something different Make me

impossible to find?

Did I leave you in the doorway When I crossed the other

side?

Are you trapped inside the distance?

Am I dreaming through the walls?

Or did I become the apparition Still believing you were lost?

{fractured choir joins} Show your face Say my name Break the glass

Cross the frame Give me proof Give me pain Anything But empty

space {escalating noise and massive percussion} There’s nothing where your shape should

be So I tear through everything between Every reflection fractures into light

Every shadow opens up its eyes There’s nothing where your shape should

be

Then your voice moves through the walls to me Not a ghost

and not a memory— Something changed in how I see

{explosive wall of sound} {abrupt drop to silent room} You didn't lose

me You changed the way

You see me (shhh)

One drop of rain

Falls inside the room

{single

water drop

sound}