Shoot Aim at me And litter me with stars I feel like I Need to be Aerodynamic like cars To go faster As I wonder Do astronomers dream of astronauts Itβs ringing In my ears Make mine a holy heart
Blow Me away Make things diffβrent than they seem Push me past The today And help me see past the temporary Of the seconds Of the minutes Of the hours I count on fingers and toes Make this limbs Stretch the distance Break apart this hole
Pierce Into me Make me feel a heart forgotten I feel I Need to be Torn into to get rid of the rotten Through the muscle Crack the bone Let me be opened, inside out Open lungs Rush of blood Let internals eternally pour out