Original lyric sketch · Fictional voice · Lyrics only · The table as a notebook
Verse
A page can hold a question
without closing up the sky.
I turn to the handwritten correction
and let the quick reply pass by.
Refrain
There is a little room beside the plate for one more word.
Let the room keep breathing.
Let the words arrive.
Leave a little space for what is still alive.
Original spoken-word lyric sketch in the The table as a notebook cycle. The refrain is shared by the ten pieces in this cycle. No audio recording accompanies this piece.