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

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[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