Elliptical at times
On the dark side of the moon
But your light transcends the room
Oh, if only I could hold all of you
The whole of the moon on my knee
Be the gravity-that-holds you
In, orbit for all eternity
What is your location within, without me?
They don't know it's theirs
They don't-know-they are potential stars
That they are already a top
The zenith of the spiral stairs
No, they don't know, these moments
They don't exist here in the right now
Right now is passing them minute by minute
Be the comet that collides with me.
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