"Uncounted" lyrics
(feat. Lilly Choi)
Were we erased or were we hidden
There's a clean chart somewhere with a very nice slope
Three syllables, my whole name, doesn't fit on it
No row, no column, no seat
Nobody rests because they wanted rest
I say that out loud in an empty room sometimes
Just a long charge. That's all this is.
A slightly long charge, that's all
Where'd everybody go, the ones from the warehouse
The ones who carried the same boxes on the same shift
Where'd the ones from school go, all of them
Nobody announced anything. They just stopped being anywhere.
We didn't leave, that's the thing, we're all still here
Same city, same six stops on the same line
We just got taken off the list at slightly different times
And nobody wrote it down
The number went down and they called it good news
Nobody asked where the difference went
We're standing right here in our small lit rooms
Not gone. Not counted. Uncounted.
Somebody's got the same lamp on right now
Two streets over, same hour, same everything
We'll never know about each other and that's the worst of it
There's a lot of us. There's so many of us.
The number went down and they called it good news
Nobody asked where the difference went
Leave your light on, I'll leave mine on too
Not gone. Not counted. Uncounted.
There's a clean chart somewhere with a very nice slope
Three syllables, my whole name, doesn't fit on it
No row, no column, no seat
Nobody rests because they wanted rest
I say that out loud in an empty room sometimes
Just a long charge. That's all this is.
A slightly long charge, that's all
Where'd everybody go, the ones from the warehouse
The ones who carried the same boxes on the same shift
Where'd the ones from school go, all of them
Nobody announced anything. They just stopped being anywhere.
We didn't leave, that's the thing, we're all still here
Same city, same six stops on the same line
We just got taken off the list at slightly different times
And nobody wrote it down
The number went down and they called it good news
Nobody asked where the difference went
We're standing right here in our small lit rooms
Not gone. Not counted. Uncounted.
Somebody's got the same lamp on right now
Two streets over, same hour, same everything
We'll never know about each other and that's the worst of it
There's a lot of us. There's so many of us.
The number went down and they called it good news
Nobody asked where the difference went
Leave your light on, I'll leave mine on too
Not gone. Not counted. Uncounted.
