Sublimation lyrics
Stars are slippin' softly by the window as we plane
The ripple of a song
comes filtering in without a name
The flower in your hat, transports me
to a house
Aflame, she by the fire, a man there thinks to douse
Following conversations like a beggar through narrow streets
Fingers
reached and touched, a feeling never seemed so sweet
All the tears of
living, cascading clothes to the floor
Embark upon a fevered trail, of
great unspoken law
And you call me father, courter of the skies
Inborn, melt together, route earthbound lonely spies
Guarder of
light, watch over us
Lord of the living, breathe in our dust
We
ache for nothing, more can we ask?
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