I touch the patchwork lines
Carved into the palms of my hands
With my head feeling like it could split apart
And my heart stuck with glass, I run forward
This world is close to breaking, I’m dizzy enough to collapse
My body is empty, my vision warped
These lifelines pulse and shudder
Once I trace them to the end with my knife
Then someone, tell me—if you can see the moon
Don’t put it out, don’t put it out yet
Don’t go out, don’t go out yet
Don’t put it out, don’t put it out yet
Don’t go out, don’t go out yet
Literary, decadent,
pragmatic, fantastic,
passionate, sentimental,
pleasurable, devastating,
absolute, universal,
and unnatural: my current point of view
This world is close to breaking, I’m dizzy enough to collapse
My body is empty, my vision warped
The moon for time, love for the moon
Sins for love, punishment for sins
People for sins, dreams for people
You for dreams, a vow for you
These lifelines pulse and shudder
Once I trace them to the end with my knife
Then someone, tell me—if you can see the moon
Don’t put it out, don’t put it out yet
Don’t go out, don’t go out yet