Snail Galaxies' Lament
Galaxy will you wake up from sorrow? Quarks weeping from the heart of a proton Cold tears in the endless expansion Small voices in the heliosphere
Hope sustained in the power of weakness I heard a voice and it sounded familiar So pure, unlike conscious projections Light raining from a proto-star seed
How can you sleep so good... hosting your incubi? End your solar eclipse of The Sun to flee the waking dream
Once you're here take account of devotion Though weary we can carry another Hold tight and we'll make it together Filters lost in the faith of a dream...
