Sometimes your vessel will glow with a music that's in-between
Rushing fugues of color
You can't make up God's mind

Your dials rotate under moonlight
What went wrong?
Why did you sleep on the roof of your house?

The perihelion draws sweat from your skin
We buried it in time
Cause we're cryptic kids in a tragic world,
Always leaving us a line.

Nobody knows you're here,
Just you
Distrustful of comfort.

We can't find a way to place it
We don't know what to do
Not in this moment
On this radio station between worlds

I can't be like you,
I'm not like these reflections
Swimming around me.

With shaking hands,
I realize the entire universe ends with me.
Somewhere else in time I fall to my knees
And cry the greatest and loneliest cry of all time.
But here, we whirr and buzz on. We talk talk talk when we're alone to keep this moving. Fibers come loose and fall to the ground every day.

It's red, love. The color you bleed. The color of apples.

It's orange. Like "A Lesson in Romantics"

It's yellow, like the sunlight in the morning.

And green, like the forest you've been courting.

It's blue, like the sky you're scared to look in.

And violet, like the flowers you brought home.

Don't you see, we can't exceed ourselves at all, so it's up up and away with love!
There's nowhere else to go but here
With gravity above.