the stars continue to devour our hearts by the light of the moon if we rush the solace into sleeping we'll wake up too soon *so we go down with the sun, it pulls you it holds your heart in it's palm, so confused the blood in these veins remembers the embyrs so try to explain with song
**these feelings hold us like a captive in bright spider's web if we follow the spindle to Athena and grab hold the thread... the stars will continue to devour our hearts by the light of the moon 'cause we've rushed our souls out of the sleeping to herald the noon to herald the noon
we go down with the sun. it pulls you it holds your heart in it's palm, so refused the blood in these veins remembers the embyrs so try to maintain with psalm