You were young and you'd start
With a reverence unincurred
There was an echo far and faint
Beneath the air remained
You were young and you'd stare
Where my limbs hung far and fair
Make a ladder of what folds and climb up in me
You push and you pull and you tell yourself no
It's like when you lie down, the vein's growing slow
You push and you pull but you would never know
I crept up in you and I wouldn't let go
There was no light and I swear
I could see a rearing fear
I heard the planes moaning back
I saw the thunder roll or black
There was no light and I swear
We sat still in our fear
Make a ladder of what folds and climb up in me
I carve out the spaces (and I)
Imparted graces (and I)
I couldn't shake it (and I)
I build a constellation lair
Out of the moles that hovered there
A fever billowed with the wind
And I obeyed the sky therein
I build a constellation lair
Out of the moles that hovered there
Make a pardon of what knows and climb up in me