Lyrics Favourite - Shane Koyczan

Favourite

When I play favorites you always win
Champion of my now, and every moment after
You, are my favorite
Since the moment we met
Since the instant your welcome invasion first set foot in the unclaimed
territory of my heart
Full moon, perfect circle
I end where you start
You, are my favorite
Make a mess, of the sheets
Kill em with kindness
Latex glove ocean
Sit with me on the beach
It is not a position that warrants a trophy
There will be no prize money
You will not be hoisted onto the shoulders of others and paraded around town
like the spy, who leaked the Caramilk secret to a sweet toothed public
But you will be loved
Not only by me, but by those closest to me
By those who see how graciously you win, how you pin this smile onto my face
like a first place ribbon at a county fair where the locals still can’t believe
how big you’ve grown my happiness
This, make you my favorite
You are first, in the long line of those whos joy I wish for
All falling stars and birthday candles have been re-assigned to waxing and
shining the brightness of your days
The next beat of my heart stays, like an obedient dog waiting for the command
to speak
You, are my favorite
Close your eyes and hear the smile in my voice
As if the lone cello of your presence is filling the empty theater of my body,
evicting the hollowness that once played in me like a phantom with no
obsession to make him whole
Thank you
You, are my favorite
I know, it doesn’t sound like much
To be put before wine gums and basset hounds
I know how small and unromantic it sounds
I can only tell you that the line is long and I put you before all of it
Before trees, before green, before before capitalism killed halloween
Before the grateful ears where laughters beam
Before the starry night sleepless eyes have seen
When I play favorites you always win
I will accept all charges on each tin-can telephone conversation
I will sift through the static of long distance and translate each tiny
vibration back into words, words that leave me as breathless as the fact that
language is dying
And my heart is left trying to pronouce something that my mouth doesn’t know
how to say
Put your ear to my chest and hear it, you, are my favorite
It doesn’t sound like much
To be put before photos of blob fish and videos of kittens discovering cactuses
But I put you before hand-holding
I put you before kisses
Before «I like you» turns into «I love you»
Before the moment I knew you loved me too
You are before everything in the long line of everything that brings me joy,
you are first
You are water to my thirst
You, are my favorite
Please sit in my sky and let me polish your shine