Trees, reflections in laptop Fingers like arms Which I have to drop Some pretty music Some pretty space Above my head I have not more I’ve ever had
You don’t feel like me God bless, you don’t fell like me You’re lucky not to feel like me
Stardust makes me only cough I see this archer And feel an apple above Words like to fly Words like to beat I’m just not more Than what I eat
I can show you magic I’m becoming nothing I can show you magic I’m becoming
A bow is bended I feel it sharper When it pricks To the heart All that I’ve eaten All that I’ve sung All that I’ve ever Had to become Has exploded Catch it Swallow it Make me eternal
All that I’ve eaten All that I’ve sung All that I’ve ever Had to become