You arise to the color of Amberlyth
You step through my skin and out
And we stand under a sequin sky
Eyes filled with fireflies and pages
Out of the sun
We all become
Things of radioactive blood
And Indian ink, blackwater's teeth
Forged with needles and bones
How do we act now you've gotten back
The wings you've missed for so long
Where do you wanna go
Where do you wanna be
Where do you wanna go
This trips on me
You look like the desert wind
Discovered from end to end the earth
And our guide is the atom bom
It learns all that we've become, rejoice
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