Nerves aquiver with upright intention
and short-cut nails tapping metronomically on your bedside
the softest afterglow
the softest morning light
the spirit drained leads us back to springtime
with open arms and upward eyes
but I am an inchworm, earthed in this soil
between us
And like butterflies, we are
As summer ends
we flutter through fields
of our hopes and our admirations
reminding me that I could never be enough
and when I'm with you I'm happy
but am I anyone at all
or just an asterisk in your blocked out memory?
at least I am an inchworm
safe in this soil
supported by 7 fans who also own “2.54-Centimeter-Worm”
love the progressions on this one! for some reason i remember this being closer to like, origami angel in terms of theming? idk its still excellent especially this track charredwind