Performers - Laura Gibson

Bright arm of light through the curtains

Swept silhouettes on velvet seats

I believed you then, I believe you still

Flashback a story unfurls

Grew up along the clay hills

Born, Where the river and winter, spills onto the plain

Spotlight illuminates our cheeks

I trace our differences

Your birth was purchased, mine was an accident

The theater organ plays

How you long for the dead

How your brother bled a creek

From his wrist to the drain

Hours before the curtain call

I send of every flare

I tried hard, fail, I try again

Pivot way to be a part

And tell you I deserve nothing

You love me still

Land as soft as we began

You’ll never be the fun drunk

I’ll never be the one

In a white paper dress

Now till your audience

Beauty in sad and we’ll undress

Darkness never bothered us

Hours before the curtain call

You send of every flare

You tried hard, fail, you try again

Pivot way to be a part

And tell me you deserve nothing

I love you still