From Here on Out - Denison Witmer

Passing Broken Knee

I could hardly speak

My apology

Felt late at best

So I followed you

Through your living room

Where you offered me

Milk from your breast

And I took it without knowing it’s a trade

And we slept together when night turned to day

And your eyes were large and yellow like the rain

If people call this settling, I’ve changed

I’m a child

At the door I empty

Perfume all over

Your feet

From here on out

It looks like you and me

If our days could be

Like piano keys

Black and ivory

Across the floor

Could I lift you up

With one single phrase

As my fingers shape

Into a chord

Will I know how every moment should be played

That not every note sounds right together

Will the meaning be transparent or opaque

When they ask me I will say whichever

I’m a child

I’ve lost my mother

My sense of home

Is gone

From here on out it all sounds like a song

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it all sounds like a song

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it looks like you and me

From here on out it all sounds like a song

From here on out it looks like you and me