The Note From Which A Chord Is Built Emery

You have always seen the best part of me

With my uncovered eyes
Loose from lenses, absorbing light
Your hand is wrapped in mine
The sun set for the last time

Carpet stains from coffee cups
Thrown to stop from hurting so much
Paralyzed I thought I'd fail
You somehow, and let you down
But you saved me from death

We came alive for the first time
Joining as voices sing, together
The same song