The Careful Ones - Matrimone

I barely know, let consciousness tease
what your hand could take all my hours to seize.
in this all worlds that i could have known,
descend, feel the foreign winds inside my home
but THEN you spoke, keep my close, tear it all and we fall on our knees.
it was chosen, and open, our moment, with your floor underneath.
taken my hand, the hourglass turns,
words turn to ash in the pages i burn.
once cursed was light where flames couldn’t breathe,
and dreams were just figments of lost worlds unseen,
BUT i’m sworn into your movements, floating wherever we run.
I walk to the door and I open, you’re standing in front.