Burning of a million torches 
All that bare your name 
So in their darkness, 
they bring you great light 
And sonorous of black holes 
you steal their flame 

So I'm learning protection 
For my self contained light 
In a plethora of burning suns, 
In the blackest of pure twilight 
And although I wish 
to give endlessly 
I will not relinquish my sight 
Let us linger in our luster together 
Together in this Parisian 
garden of light 

So in this perfect of hours 
And in our silent of space 
Pray the world grows perfectly still 
And surrender to our silence, yea 

Let [bad word] 
Be still in your silence 
Be silent and hopeful Again.... 

I'd like for you 
To be still in our silence 
Be golden in darkness 
g a i n

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