They touch, lips as soft as sleep
Caress the silk of the moon, the light dances like finger tips
The air heaves and heat turns to droplets in the still air
Touch the flame, it burns faintly but grows luminescent
Evanescent cradle
Wrapped in swaddling and shielded from the growl of mortality
Breath now
The cold is welcoming you
Blurry pictures fade from your mind
And when the soul peers out, all has evaporated away...
Caress the silk of the moon, the light dances like finger tips
The air heaves and heat turns to droplets in the still air
Touch the flame, it burns faintly but grows luminescent
Evanescent cradle
Wrapped in swaddling and shielded from the growl of mortality
Breath now
The cold is welcoming you
Blurry pictures fade from your mind
And when the soul peers out, all has evaporated away...