Shrines shill my youth
These things I've waited for
I'm bound to you
You breathe my feathers all
Bloom
We bloom
Feathers bloom
For you
You
You
Now so high my wax waning
I feel Eos heave
To the ground I go.
On shattered roots
I lay down listless
The house will fall with me
For all your paper ghosts
I breathe feathers
Bloom
We bloom
Feathers bloom
For you
You
You
