I (I)
I cough up
The cosmos and I see you
My little stars hang up and down
For you
Until the albatross
Becomes a radiance of thine
We are the only messengers
With the universe in our eyes
You (You)
You swallow
You swallow
The earth whole
Speaking in tongue
As gravel churns in your throat
Until the albatross
Becomes a radiance of thine
We are the only messengers
With the universe in our eyes
We (We)
We were a mess of limbs and skin
All night long
We freeze frame
A slow dance without cause or ending