Hearths

Paint put on metal, kept in our chests
Flows through these chambers so our hearts glow the same way
We know the chords of our marrows, the pace of each other's steps
We're next to kin, feathers of a wing, all of one

Whispers in hallways, creaks from the stairs
Thin glares around doors, we place in wooden chests
Strings stretch out from our backs, drawn in tangled lines
We're atoms that shine, stars of a sign, all of one

We know the scent that swirls in our tracks
The blaze of our moves, the afterglow that stays
Black dust from our feet turns, turns bright water dark
The grains of salt from our lips turns sweet water hard
We're feathers of a wing, all of one

We cut marks at points in time, we celebrate with allied
Add new ink to faded letters
The trophies that we collect to hold on to what can't be kept
Stored deep in hidden vaults, silhouettes of something lost
We're stars of a sign, all of one

We carve symbols in our timber, split the leaves on every birch
Connect the places within us to homes that we build
We carry treasures filled with tokens of who we are and where we're from
Veil stones in velvet so they won't get torn, so they won't get torn