Won't you wander to unknowns where places don't appear?
Won't you rekindle our extremes?
Won't you rub on splinters the buloke smooths out?
Won't you change thoughts that reappear?

Won't you wander to unknowns where places don't appear?
Won't you hear the voice you sought true?
Won't you fly back down in silence?
Won't you climb the light that creeps through?

Won't you wander to unknowns where places don't appear?
Won't you blow out the candle before wax melts?
Won't you feel chills when our skin lays bare?
Won't you hold on to my bones that lay still?

Won't I wander to unknowns where places don't appear?
Won't I feel anything before roads become clear?
Won't I end from bloom fields?
Won't I hold this candle while my skin heals?