You were with me at pink dawn on the cliff overlooking oceans
The sun smashed up through sea and with a quiet yawn we watched
The illumination of a cold and dewy tree
You were with me at pink dawn
I had known you in the soft and sourceless light as
Our threshing trembling limbs
Choreographed desire hymns
I had known you in the soft and sourceless light
Like two sticks rubbed together
We made a fire in the cold,
We were dumb but far from silent
In the soft and sourceless light
I loved the idea of you
Clothed in omens, clothed bright
Slave of the one lord of light
You were like a major arcana that walked right off the card
Perhaps you were the star
Or perhaps in retrospect o’ omen you were the fool
Standing against the tower
Thing of Jung, made alive to suck and fuck
I loved the idea of you
Now it could be that your lord will fix everything and everything
Reach out and turn to diamond
Each crystal tear and broken fear
I do not think your lord would listen to me
Yet
It could be that your lord will fix everything and everything
And if you ever find out
This song is about you, I apologise in advance
A thousand times, I apologise in advance
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