Space is old, the stars have seams
The doors of spheres, I could not breathe
I hold your hand inside my head
The airsuit now you holds my head
Then you get scared, but I am fine
The stars and planets all align
Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle from your glow
Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle as we go
Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle from your glow, oh
Space is old, the stars have holes
The doors of spheres, lead out to cold
And I hold your hand inside my head
The airsuit now you holds my head
But then you get scared, but I am fine
The stars and planets all align
Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle from your glow
Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle as we go
Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle from your glow

Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle from your glow
Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle as we go
Rise up in your arms
I track my fall
And borrow the crackle from your glow
Space is old, the stars have seams
The doors of spheres, I could not breathe
I hold your hand inside my head
The airsuit now you holds my head
Then you get scared, but I am fine
The stars and planets all align