Everyone's in a hurry

Song of the day;;

→ Windmill - 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, he 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

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, he 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