now can you tell
we're apart at every spell
you wish you could
i think you should
shut out all the lights
it's quite quaint to be true
but pull yourself up
you'll (maybe) get through
on the cusp of illumination
the whole of your parts
some weird creation
to find you're coming from so far
you know if you quit
you'll never hear the end of it
hold my hand one more time
find me underneath the line
and when the morning comes into
your entire view
just remember me, floating aimlessly
now look at you
show us what you can do
