Lyrics

Verse 1

The scar on my palm is the shape of a key I held too long The key is gone The palm remembers the pressure

Chorus

What does the surface know That I have never learned What does the body hold That the mind has never earned

Verse 2

The callus on my thumb is the shape of a tool I never owned The tool is gone The thumb remembers the work

Chorus

What does the surface know That I have never learned What does the body hold That the mind has never earned

Verse 3

The bruise on my ribs is the shape of a hand I do not recognise The hand is gone The ribs remember the holding

Bridge

I press my palm to the mirror The scar presses back The key is gone The house is gone But the hand that held it Is still here

Chorus

What does the surface know That I have never learned What does the body hold That the mind has never earned

Outro

The surface holds everything The surface refuses nothing The surface is not a door The surface is not a room The surface is not a home The surface is a surface It holds what it is given It gives nothing back