​Awl/Leather

Home is where the heart attack was
He’s fine now, but it came as a shock
For a second there I thought he was gone
And even just that second felt far too long

Home is where you came with good news
We fell asleep, cats at our feet, hit snooze
And before we knew it, it was noon
I went to work again and daydreamed of the moon

I was delirious, but I said I was fine
My friends would invite me out but I would decline
She brought music back into the house
So I stayed in and sang with all of the lights out

Now we hum our own soundtrack, gather lilacs in pitch black
He says, “though the dark feels like forever
Hold my hand and remember
What he taught before he died, it’s the cracks that let in the light”

I have the awl, you have the leather
So let’s start pricking holes together

I have the awl, you have the leather
So let’s start pricking holes together

I have the awl, you have the leather
So let’s start pricking holes together