Son Lux, Mitchell L. H. Douglas - Voyager lyrics
[Son Lux, Mitchell L. H. Douglas - Voyager lyrics]
Voyager on the mornings, I wake
Call your name, forget I am alone
First, there is the hidden face next, heave
I want to kiss you in a
Place where we don't sleep
Find the warmth of your lips in a fading room
The miles, our love language
Distant and humming
A burnished gold kind of sweet
In the hours we need to get anywhere
Our bodies split the air
Our bodies aloft spinning white
Walls in chrome our glyphs and rooms, love
Our sacred keys wheel me away
I'm sure the night is less
Afraid that I am falling i am, surely
I didn't еven know I was looking for you
Now I found you and you're gone
To bе loved and understood
Could I be hinged to you?
Not like lock and key, like fingers whisper
Make two hands one the wing of a triptych
Left or right, adorned in oil
The colors sing the panels treasure
The fractions, facets
New math without the other
Three ages of an era past
A tale that takes both of us
When offered, our voices make more
Another dream in the dance
Our holy tongue spun free in the roots of us
History finding it's hinge
It's hands slipped in ours
Altarpiece of patient hearts
Everything is a love story
Every life, will, and matter
Call your name, forget I am alone
First, there is the hidden face next, heave
I want to kiss you in a
Place where we don't sleep
Find the warmth of your lips in a fading room
The miles, our love language
Distant and humming
A burnished gold kind of sweet
In the hours we need to get anywhere
Our bodies split the air
Our bodies aloft spinning white
Walls in chrome our glyphs and rooms, love
Our sacred keys wheel me away
I'm sure the night is less
Afraid that I am falling i am, surely
I didn't еven know I was looking for you
Now I found you and you're gone
To bе loved and understood
Could I be hinged to you?
Not like lock and key, like fingers whisper
Make two hands one the wing of a triptych
Left or right, adorned in oil
The colors sing the panels treasure
The fractions, facets
New math without the other
Three ages of an era past
A tale that takes both of us
When offered, our voices make more
Another dream in the dance
Our holy tongue spun free in the roots of us
History finding it's hinge
It's hands slipped in ours
Altarpiece of patient hearts
Everything is a love story
Every life, will, and matter