歌詞

Late May moon

Above the silent tiers

The city softens

For one pale hour

Cool light

On resting surfaces

No signals

Crossing the air

Only breath

Returning slowly

Faces lifted

Toward the unchanged moon

As if listening

To liquid beneath the skin

Far above

The sleeping grids

Sacred silver tides

Move through unseen depths

People stand quietly

Feeling something ancient

Move inside the chest

Confirming

There is still

A season within them

You hold every number

Without error

I lose small fragments

Of ordinary days

Still

Between the retreating tide

And the dim lunar haze

Something unmeasured

Remains

A faint warmth

Beneath thought

Like rain carried

Inside spring earth

The moon drifts

Across the white structures

For one long moment

Neither of us speaks

And neither of us knows

What makes a soul

Become human