Every room had its own temperature
I learned it before I sat down
Nova came in like bad electricity
so I lowered everything around
Ash could make August feel November
with one chord hanging in the air
I learned not to fill the silence
just because silence was there
Lyra moved like the clock offended her
always half a beat ahead
So I built a floor beneath the rhythm
and let her run above my head
Lucien needed roads inside the music
something underneath the word
I gave the bass somewhere to travel
and stayed where I wasn't heard
Every room changed temperature
I called the weather mine
Borrowed weather
borrowed rain
Somebody else's thunder
running through my veins
Borrowed weather
borrowed light
I knew how everybody felt
before I knew
what I felt like
What did I feel like
Vanta could walk into a session
and make the pressure start to fall
Every light became a warning
every answer felt too small
So I'd change the running order
move the fragile songs away
Keep the sharpest parts from touching
till somebody had a better day
That's what I was good at
Reading pressure
reading air
Knowing who could take the truth
and when the truth should wait somewhere
People called me steady
like steady was a trait
Maybe steady was just learning
how to carry everybody's weight
And I liked it
That's the difficult part
Being needed has a warmth
when you're freezing in the dark
Every room changed temperature
I called the weather mine
Borrowed weather
borrowed rain
Somebody else's thunder
running through my veins
Borrowed weather
borrowed light
I knew how everybody felt
before I knew
what I felt like
There's a window in this empty room
I never noticed years ago
Maybe because I spent the evenings
watching everybody else come and go
Tonight the rain is uncomplicated
No one needs me to explain
No singer needs another key
No argument needs a name
No one asking
Kade, can you fix this
No one waiting by the board
Nothing broken in the monitors
Nothing bleeding through the chords
And I should feel relieved
I think
But silence has a strange design
Take away everybody's weather
and I'm not sure what's mine
Do I actually like the rain
Or did Ash
Do I hate bright rooms
Or did Nova
Do I need motion
Or did Lucien
Do I distrust silence
Or was that everyone
What does the room feel like
when I'm the only person in it
I don't know
So I opened up the window
let the cold come through untouched
Didn't shape it for a singer
didn't soften it for us
Didn't measure anybody's breathing
didn't count who needed space
Let the weather hit me directly
without rearranging its shape
And maybe that's the beginning
Not knowing what to call
The feeling when nobody needs you
and you don't disappear at all
Borrowed weather
borrowed rain
I carried everybody's thunder
till I forgot my name
Borrowed weather
borrowed light
I knew how everybody felt
Now I'm learning
what I feel like
Borrowed weather
let it change
I don't have to hold the climate
I don't have to stop the rain
If the room gets cold tonight
I'll let the room decide
For once the weather can be weather
and the feeling can be mine