kiss me goodnight and tell me i'm pretty

~church of constellations~

You taught me
Quiet prayers
When it's three a.m
And the street is dark and empty
Painted with moonlight
And pre-morning dew

When my thoughts are unaccompanied
And the only thing i can hear
Is the pitter patter of the rain
Which I slowly learn
To fall in love with

So I close my eyes
And taste galaxies
Which you have swirled for me
With your milky way hands
As I say my quiet prayer