I only noticed the color by how it happened to me; from where I stood, I was surrounded by a forest of light.

It’s a fool who believes she can drink down the sea, sing it serene and quiet. The storm screams us all apart eventually.

Even from the beginning the stage never felt like home. Every second spent gazing into the faces of hundreds I wasted fazed, flaming.

The great pause in my life is the way I am constantly forgetting to breathe. As such, I must always remind myself.

V: Cadenza | Searchlight Song: "Stop Time"

Wait. Miles Davis is on. That’s half the picture right there. His muted trumpet braids silver around my veins.

My best mistakes could hear me for what I was. Through a stereo, over a headrest, I was so seen, so possible.

I can explain it so well. The night soft-nosed and sprawling. This air is heavy on my teeth, but I can trust it for now.

II: Saudade | Searchlight Song: "Corporeal"

You know that ache? When everywhere cries swan song, but no air can hope to hold you like a voice holds back the wind?

Today I sat at the piano and played Chopin and felt vaguely as if I were about to cry.