That's Me

I'm a closet jaw harper with the TV on
that's me

I play the haze of another day
that's me

I play the dawn that greets your eyes
that's me

I play the lightwaves through the trees
that's me

I play the pain of aching bones
that's me

I play the laughter heard through walls
that's me

I play the ripples of the books you read
that's me

I play the chills that goosebump's your skin
that's me

I play the sound of light in your stare
that's me

I play the feel of an endless hall
that's me

I play the snap of standing up
that's me

I play the buzz of party rooms
that's me

I play the feel of apple pies
that's me

I play the breath of a victory lap
that's me

I'm a closet jaw harper on a stage
that's me




CCulverhouse