Ocean Vuong - Threshold lyrics

In the body, where everything has a price, I was a beggar. On my knees, I watched, through the keyhole, not the man showering, but the rain falling through him: guitar strings snapping over his globed shoulders. He was singing, which is why I remember it. His voice -- it filled me to the core like a skeleton. Even my name knelt down inside me, asking to be spared. He was singing. It is all I remember. For in the body, where everything has a price, I was alive. I didn't know there was a better reason. That one morning, my father would stop --a dark colt paused in downpour-- & listen for my clutched breath behind the door. I didn't know the cost of entering a song--was to lose your way back. So I entered. So I lost. I lost it all with my eyes wide open.