Here we go
See the lights end
Cascading, broken
It's a bad move
All undone
It feels wrong
This time it will find you
You're not doomed


Your face may be something to care about
The mountainside in solitude
Monochrome vision of the moon
Air flowed past me like the sound of an orchestra
As if I were one of those birds that flew into the sun
Sun


See me now
At the foothill of sunlight
Resonating in amber
The still hue
And we searched
And clambered
As if we were around you
Couldn't move

Your face may be something to care about
The mountainside in solitude
Monochrome vision of the moon
Air flowed past me like the sound of an orchestra
As if I were one of those birds that flew into the sun
Sun, sun, sun