The confines of my eyes but allow a sliver of light

Upon a pale blue sphere what purpose could I have

Climb with me to the top of the clouds

But I find that I am truly alone



Can you hear my cicada's song

droning through the darkness?

Blurring the words and fading the meaning

until only static is left

Climb with me to the top of the clouds

But I find that I am truly alone



'I am who contains the universe

who makes the ocean floor a road

I am who cranes the stars in place

I am who your mind cannot encase

Can you even think of me without reducing me?'



I want to see you in all your glory

Clothed in clouds too big of a story

I wanna see you in all of your glory

I want to see you in all your glory

Prove it to me

I want to see you in all your glory

Clothed in clouds too big of a story

I want to see you in all of your glory

Prove it to me



'You'd be lost to madness...



Can you even think of me without reducing me?

I piece together dislocated limbs of the galaxy



I'm looking down from the clouds all over creation

while you cling to the filthy means but it's my blood that you're washed in

Look up to the stars that I've set out like lanterns

to illuminate my child superseding your ransom

You live your life in the cracks of an infinite canvas



A mere fraction of a note in eternal stanzas



The beginning, the end and what comes after

They point to me: I am their master'