Weatherday - Porcelain hands

Porcelain hands
Feel around
I can't see you here
"Just come in"

Porcelain hands
It's so dark
I feel far from here
"Are you sure?"

How the free fall feeling
From back home followed me here
Shouldn't be this clouded
Not that anything is clear
Somewhere out there I imagine
Her in my own sense
Dressed in porcelain fashion
And like me she's acting tense

Porcelain hands
Are you there
Was this real
Look around
No one's there
"Go to sleep"
When awake
I'm not me
If I'd fall
Down the stairs
And haunt a shell
That looks like me

(I undress every day
As the shape I was born
So today just for once
I'll wear clothes under clothes)
Porcelain hands
You can't fall
Down the stairs
To see yourself
(Painted face by painted nails
After all this waiting
I'm not some embarrassing painting)

Anyway I would do anything for you
If it meant I'd get a small hint of warmth
Even when it truly felt like rooms got smaller
I would fight to stick around just in case you'd come in
You would come and knock three times on my door
I would tell you to come in and to stay
All I wanted was to be a part of your life
You're invited so come in