Ordinary

[Jenny Hval] So, tell me, that time in the sunset When we entered the sunlight And were apart Like in every cliché revealing itself It's so stupid Look, a man, a woman, husband, and wife, two strangers, and a representative from the government performing a dissertation on love, but, with them, I'm not sure what it was What am I afraid of? It has to be ordinary [?] [Félicia Atkinson] Can I only write these things? Not all the other things? [Jenny Hval] Does it come to you for free? I don't know [Vivian Wang] The curves on her face. The most ordinary The ones she sees the most The ones that make her cringe Yet have the power to calm her From her panic attacks Because she knows her hands fit there The skin makes room Like the groove in my finger long after I take the wedding ring off It wrote something there, on my finger And my skin just gave in [Jenny Hval & Vivian Wang] The man's fingers Coming through Just gave in to the ordinary Giving in to the ordinary Giving in to the ordinary To the ordinary To the ordinary To the ordinary To the ordinary, ordinary To the ordinary To the ordinary Ordinary, ordinary Ordinary, ordinary Ordinary, ordinary Ordinary, ordinary Ordinary [Vivian Wang & Jenny Hval] My finger Outside again, the chaos And I wonder what is lost Long after I take the wedding ring off We don't always get to choose When we're close And when we're not