Listen to the way that I click my teeth together
Listen to the storm pulling down the trees
Listen to the way that we found ourselves in a hole by the side of the highway
Listen to all the things that we wanted to be
Finish a sentence but can't finish a thought
Lincoln's in the bardo waiting 'round for everyone to tell their story
Filling up the silence with a bunch of words that they've remembered
What if we did not say anything at all?