Hearths - Jeniferever\nPaint put on metal, kept in our chests,\nflows through these chambers so our hearts glow the same way.\nWe know the chords of our marrows, the pace of each other's steps\nWe're next to kin, feathers of a wing, all of one.\nWhispers in hallways, creaks from the stairs,\nthin glares around doors, we place in wooden chests.\nStrings stretch out from our backs, drawn in tangled lines.\nWe're atoms that shine, stars of a sign, all of one.\nWe know the scent that swirls in our tracks,\nThe blaze of our moves, the afterglow that stays.\nBlack dust from our feet turns, turns bright water dark.\nThe grains of salt from our lips turns sweet water hard.\nWe're feathers of a wing, all of one.\nWe cut marks at points in time, we celebrate with allied,\nadd new ink to faded letters.\nThe trophies that we collect to hold on to what can't be kept,\nstored deep in hidden vaults, silhouettes of something lost.\nWe're stars of a sign, all of one.\nWe carve symbols in our timber, split the leaves on every birch,\nconnect the places within us to homes that we build.\nWe carry treasures filled with tokens of who we are and where we're from,\nVeil stones in velvet so they won't get torn, so they won't get torn.