i stitch myself back together
with strands plucked from conscience
glistening points drawn out into gossamer
you come to me in comets
bringing the dawn to an astronomer
scried in seams of aether
i stitch myself back together
with strands plucked from conscience
glistening points drawn out into gossamer
you come to me in comets
bringing the dawn to an astronomer
scried in seams of aether