Vārdi: Farewell Flight. Northern. Destruction, Destruction.

It?s a brand new day
The words we say here are everlasting; they don?t ever stop
It?s ok that I am a black hole
You?re my star
I?m absorbing your atoms into my heart
It?s cold out here, this time of year, in outer space; as always, my lips are soft from your chapstick
All your nightmares are stained glass windows. Well, I?m a rock
I?m feeling destructive
I?m feeling destructive
Is this love that I feel? Is this Love? Well, I barely even know myself
Tell me, how could I know you?
Is this love that I feel?
Is it Love when I'm so afraid of all of this?
I know I'm nothing without you