He takes the stage with stars at the corners of his eyes
He’s lost inside the melodies he breathes to life
He’s a pickpocket player
Steals from the stars
Combs the beauty from the sea
A season collector
Winter in his chords
Summer when he’s looking up at me
He’s all I see
We find our gods between the lines on empty pages
Our lips are rich with poetry and wet with wine
We live to be wide
We claw at the skies
Even heaven couldn’t satisfy
I’m flame to his fire, the ghost to his writer
We carve spaces into places that need light
Lover, he grounds he firmly in the skies
You're so much more when you’re half of a hungry whole
Feed me, lover
Feed me, lover
I trace his face, brow to sleepy smile
This trust cuts deeper than my bones
And I know I feel like our bodies hold us back - I want more than that
Love laughs in the face of skin
But there’s music in his touch, I’ll sing it out for him
And pull him in
[Chorus]
Morning light
Brush stroke sky
We’re watching it fall
Break me evenly among the stars, the stars in your eyes
I saw your light and I knew
I knew I was hungry
I knew I was hungry
I knew you could need me
I knew I was hungry
I knew I was hungry
I knew you could feed me
I knew I was hungry
I knew I was hungry
I knew you could feed me
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