[Lyric] Objects in Space (Augustine Esterhammer-Fic)

Between the quietness of walls, before falling into felt
A sheet and florescent light - here to say goodbye
I see objects waiting to become something more than mundane
And the branches of the tree diverge again like we have and we will again

What's this feeling now? It's so far from sadness
But it's so far from everything - every word I've ever heard
Once I catch it by the foot the greatest fog can't hide it
Once I learn it's name, and learn to see through my eyes
As if they were windows

I would sit alone to take it in
Sounds that no one but the Earth will hear
Feel my body melt into her skin
On fleeting nation's dying grass I'd disappear

4am found me at a streetlamp, the hunting pattern of a bat beneath
4 billion transits through the years: I'm her souvenir
I'll find my home beneath her skin, a locked jar of all these memories
And like sounds that crack beyond your ears
I have disappeared
What's this feeling now? It's so far from sadness
But it's so far from everything - every word I've ever learned
Once I catch it by the foot the greatest fog can't hide it
Once I learn it's name, and learn to see through my eyes


As if they were windows to a moment
Held in hand for just a minute
Sending ripples through the fingers
Droplets scatter into focus

Will I finally see the structure
Some great web of all connection?
And if it's random what of laughter?
What of drunken crying searches?

Or in some shining revelation
Will I find that I'm forgotten
All the pictures I had cherished
Locked in basements full of boxes?

And from that well of holy moments
Will my heart grow into silence?
To learn the meaning of objective:

"a ghost removed, in love, not frightened"