Heaven is not my home
Let my home be heaven!

my heart wakes last of all
at the touch of love.

and now awake she unfurls
into all the spaces.

filling up all that's wanting
she sings to her lover.

the lover who rouses
all that's good within her.

you've grown weary

the sun hurts a little bit

the moon hurts a little bit

if only i could take your pain