Aphid

[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