free without atmospheres so high
born into a sound that all is left behind and shadowed by
lost within the sun
pictures in my mind are stolen out
at ease with who i am
a fraction of the cosmos fading

all aligns to form these dreams at night
when all we are- we are and nothing's spoken
remembering the times when we were fine
alive inside what's known
trapped within a spiral burning down
afraid of who i am
a fraction of the cosmos trembling