I have never sung a song quite like this, a song that fights to escape my throat and takes it's time to dance in my mouth.

no, I have never sung quite like this, and it hurts and it is glory and I hold on to it as I croak it out.

I am a war within myself, and the war waging inside of me is a war of light and a war that warms me and burns me at the same time.

I want to be universal, I want my name to be whispered among the ashes as the world dies out.

I wish to fall apart loudly, and I want everyone to know that what falls from me is stardust and is celestial and if they must, they can hold it and be changed.