about a conversation i had with a friend a couple months ago when i was elaborating just how unsalvageable ive become, and i started to compare myself to a moth, with just how much i keep on coming back to the thing that will inevitably hurt me, knowing that its exactly what i need and what i will never not want. i wanted to make it into a song with just how deep my metaphors went and how much i connected with it. (fun fact: i used a delay pedal to replicate the sound of fluttering wings!)
lyrics
the opening grows wider,
and im forced to fly above the clouds
and the midnight weight grows denser
on these wings that have yet to unfold
while my glass-block eyes, are fixed on the sun
its refracted rays, turn me into one
through the overcast.
this meteorite crash
past the monolith peaks,
through the cracks, between
a blazing fury
descend into barren ground
and these wings are embered, just as theyve become full
drifting through the winds
just below coverage
struggling to keep
the cinders dormant
oxidizing these fragile wings
as i proceed on my voyage
and just as they finish their burn
im engulfed into flames
barely levitiating
above concrete
wings of live coal
a nudge away from flaking, off
a lit match in front of me
and no place to go but onwards
and my now lifeless pod
plunge into cement
fully ablazen, once again
"ive got no wings left to fly"
now as i lay here
a wriggling pile of ash
and people come along,
with their lighters and their matches
touch their cold flames
to the urn without a vase
and sit and watch
as i become one with the winds
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