Airsuit

Space is old, the stars have seams

The doors of spheres, I could not breathe

I hold your hand inside my head

The airsuit now you holds my head

Then you get scared, but I am fine

The stars and planets all align

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle from your glow

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle as we go

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle from your glow, oh

Space is old, the stars have holes

The doors of spheres, lead out to cold

And I hold your hand inside my head

The airsuit now you holds my head

But then you get scared, but I am fine

The stars and planets all align

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle from your glow

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle as we go

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle from your glow

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle from your glow

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle as we go

Rise up in your arms

I track my fall

And borrow the crackle from your glow

Space is old, the stars have seams

The doors of spheres, I could not breathe

I hold your hand inside my head

The airsuit now you holds my head

Then you get scared, but I am fine

The stars and planets all align