Leo Minor

We were born from August stars
Boarding vessels to take us somewhere safe
We were Voyagers crossing the shock
Free to drift into the chasm; to make the emptiness a grave

There are no signs of life; I am a dead star
My shadow leaves no trace; I am an afterthought
Three years may pass before I regain contact
Two years are gone and I still don't belong
I've let you all down

Watching from the ground, nothing seems out of place
My love will stay locked shut; entombed under the house
Far up in the stratosphere, my home looks so small
When the air gets warm, I'll retrace each step
I'm sorry to myself

I roam through lightyears
I float past stars
I am a black hole
I am alone