We spend time hovering in eachother's atmosphere Hoping to find some vibrational harmony Though never really trying together for our own
I guess I loved you too much, on too many levels Too deeply, too high That dissapointment was the spectre hunting me in the darkness of the spiritual night.
What is there of redemption in my eyes, if there is none reflected back? The lonely are the brave, The brave are the happy Those in communion must lose so much self to gain
But I am not of you so I must refrain To lose my self, we lose the stars and that possibility must remain.
I will not console you now You must feel this pain You must reconcile this shame You must resolve this regret So that we can be one again You from the earth Me from the stars The ether in-between Always will be ours And in the resolution of every final hour You know where to find me from way down there