Corona (feat. Jon Luke Taylor)

How many times have you caught yourself Looking up at the reflection of a too bright sun Among a softer audience? Trapped in orbit that goes from hot to cold With no in-between, unable to sustain life Heart like a comet, going fast and frigid Leaving a trail none ought follow Except from far away, through the looking glass Did it ever make you feel less empty All that dark matter like black canvas Seating an audience trillions strong With everywhere to look but you? Jupiter ever make you jealous With all those it holds close? Reminding you of who you miss Wondering what would it be like To be so heavy that no-one could get away? And so you crash against some other body Just to make an impact, even if all you left was a crater At least that would put you on the map All these others with their pretty rings Turning brilliantly, lighter than air As you stumble lightless and listlessly Wishing you could fall apart like a rocket in flight Pushing for that next stage Leaving sections of yourself all along the way Wondering what it feels like To feel full of something other than phantom pain And forced feelings Caught without the sun Starting your own fires Filling yourself with fuel Pulling hard on that ember Like it's your fuse to go off And then, it's over And here you are, just the same No nova past that; the light is out Just a black hole, missing the horizon Caught within its field