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