Lyrics Oort - Little Atlas

Oort

Am I in hiding, edging of nothing
Holding together coldly
Yet I feel nothing, vacuum unloving
Crushing me to my soul
Spinning lightly, sentry untiring
Guardian of the dark
Pioneer calling, hours of buzzing
Echoes of silence singing
Clouding of matter, leads to a clutter
Gravity slips away
Blackest icing, circle of dusty
Pieces of yesterday
Never feel the touch of warmth
On my face or in my soul
Can you ever touch a void
If you’re living in a hole?
Sisters and brothers cling to each other
Calling for no one (spinning)
Traces of carbon mixing with cyanide
Almondy black poison
Saturn’s Daughter sons of young Jupiter
Orphans of all of us
Do we even both belong
to the fabric of the sun?
Do we even share a thread of this simplest of truths
Vagabond waiting, impact creating
Fiery visit upon us
Vengeance the Outcasts, stirring the solitude
Reunited warmness
Thunderous lightning, instantly brightening
Together once again