and breaks. Our hearts cry out.
Our collective soul dies a little.
to know everything, yet to not
overthink those things made
beautiful by simplicity
to know everything, yet to not
overthink those things made
beautiful by simplicity
in praise of a new day
in praise of a new day
fireflies dream they are dragons,
stars shelter in trees
fireflies dream they are dragons,
stars shelter in trees
and breaks. Our hearts cry out.
Our collective soul dies a little.
and breaks. Our hearts cry out.
Our collective soul dies a little.
Rose-red and pulsing
Spittle falls misting in lamplight
As she fumbles and drops catches
And cups each hollow breathless sound
Every line every lyrical chime
Every echo every pause
Absorbed by a shadow in dance
In stark silhouette upon the wall
Rose-red and pulsing
Spittle falls misting in lamplight
As she fumbles and drops catches
And cups each hollow breathless sound
Every line every lyrical chime
Every echo every pause
Absorbed by a shadow in dance
In stark silhouette upon the wall
And the slow reveal
Of green on blue
Subbo
And the slow reveal
Of green on blue
Subbo