Lyrics Nightsail - Comaduster, Cecil Frena

Nightsail

On the grim night we sailed
You enchanting little terror
Frosted over and reckless
Bitter creature of the air
No good will ever come of weighing that
The density of our thoughts in open hands
No good will ever come of weighing that
The density of our dreams in open hands
I dreamt a halt to your hurt
But maybe just replies that work
But for now I’ll just sleep
So hideous, oh, infinity
And you knew I could be moved
And you knew that this was doomed
And you knew that you were ruined
You did look down
No good will ever come of weighing that
The density of our thoughts in open hands
No good will ever come of weighing that
The density of our dreams in open hands
No one else understands a tender stroke
Your love learned to hold my head under a pillow
No one else understands a tender stroke
Your love learned to hold my head under a pillow
No good will ever come of weighing that
The density of our thoughts in open hands
No good will ever come of weighing that
The density of our dreams in an open hand