so in my life

there is no greater relief

than drifting through time,

weightless in the wake

i made up my mind,

and left my body to be

so i might find the

home that i made

enter my blood, and raise me up

that i may be remade in light

and i will burst apart

i won't slowly fade into something else

no i won't slowly fade into something else

i thought that i could change,

i was clearly wrong

this world that i create is where i belong

"oh, you drift through night.

i watched you crumble and be reborn.

oh, you're endless light, a burning arrow.

so hurry home."