Shrines shill my youth

These things I've waited for

I'm bound to you

You breathe my feathers all

Bloom

We bloom

Feathers bloom

For you

You

You

Now so high my wax waning

I feel Eos heave

To the ground I go.

On shattered roots

I lay down listless

The house will fall with me

For all your paper ghosts

I breathe feathers

Bloom

We bloom

Feathers bloom

For you

You

You