Drape

The moon peeked out from behind a cloud today

And he never even saw it, because I am his curtain

Just hanging around covering light

Throw me open love

I'm just hanging around covering the night

I danced the fairy well but now I've danced my bones weak

I am not the breezy comfort you seek

But rather these days a drape

Upon which one day you will lay 

after that fight where you rip them from the window

Though he who knows me truly will know that I will never be a drape

And whatever shimmered light wants to pass 

I will lay down

And let it