[Verse 1]
The candle is burning
Twenty-nine in a long line
No mourning your luck now
The stellar nights in time
You dreamed it they'll tell you
When the procession goes past
With music and voices to take you
When you're ready at last
[Chorus]
One final note with the Galatians in mind
I'd do it all again for just a little more time
I'd come back as an aphid, as the lowest thing alive
I hope it restarts with a pink and white sky
[Verse 2]
The pavement, the birdsong, the bleached grass
Dappled shade
A column, a riser, apartments
The specials board
Cane corso with cropped ears, the daisies
The heated glass
The children, communion, the scaffold
They're holding mass
[Chorus]
One final note with the Galatians in mind
I'd do it all again for just a little more time
I'd come back as an aphid, as the lowest thing alive
I hope it restarts with a pink and white sky
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