My Satellite A Nighttime Daydream
Lighting touch,
I am falling up,
Ember clouds,
Fire twisting out,
You were calling,
Me hiding silently in the deep as the hull was taking
water,
In kingdoms built of sand,
With stars that lose their place
Down, down on broken wings,
I see you in everything,
I steal each breath I take,
As night pulls on, I miss it all again,
Sutures keep me whole,
Can barely feel my hands,
Trying to maintain control,
I’m sliding to an end,
You were dying,
I was dreaming,
The first act calls me back,
Just cut my throat and drag me home
