Who would have ever known
That I'd fall this fast
Into your sacred grasp
Into your glamoured name
Just a glimmer
Just three words
Who would have known
You'd have hung me by my neck
With your graceful lungs
Draw me into a trance
Like a banshee of light
Call me to rest
Soon I found
There was much more left within
Trauma and painful worth
Left under your skin
By those before
And soon I knew your depth of love
Melancholic love
Turned into a joy of nostalgia
Your muses and despair like insects wings
Bringing you to the fires of your self-ascribed land
A kernel of light brought you forth to where you belong
Who could've told me that you'd be the start
Of much of my meaning
You fought back at them with discreet honour
And showed me what it means to imitate art
'Cause there's beauty in the blue
You're not sealed to me
And history will sing your name
Like a banshee of light
Calling more to behold your work