Four speakers weave together romantic longing and self-doubt. One pleads not to be a stranger, another spirals through apologies and self-criticism, feeling unstable and unworthy. The piece holds hope and exhaustion at once.
Chapters
Can I follow you back to your room? Watching you bloom in the light of the moon. Can I follow you back to your arms? Wash it all off in the river of your hand. There's a million different songs that I learned to sing. Watching you bloom in the light of the moon. Your loneliness will never be lost on me. So reach out and let Don't be a stranger.
Don't be a stranger now.
always do the wrong thing. I'm unstable and I'm unsteady, I've lost a million times already, and I'm so sorry but I'm not able to slow down. I feel unable and so unworthy, my heart feels heavy, I've lost already, and I'm so sorry but I'm not able to slow down now. And I'm so sorry but I'm not able to slow get right now, but it's never enough. I'm not even ready to slow down.