Paroles de Glowing

In the end, I’m feeling More and more There won’t be any end No ice walls No frozen firmament To clearly define The corners and lines Of a divine invention So paper-thin You see right through it But I bet When you can’t find an edge By a map half-written It could feel like the end To have to keep going The inkwells Of prophecy And cartography Dried up long ago They’re hoarse from speaking Of our studied hesitation To shoulder the weight Of our bad-bеhaving When Atlas shrugs Whose back is breaking? And I know How it feels to thе hands Heavy as the heavens A weight that could fold you To keep holding Well, you’ll stand Like you stood as a babe Tugging at the house plants All on your own Honest and truly You’ll rise, like land Pulled up at the sound of some strange commandment A Moon alight Reflecting fully And I guess It would feel like rebirth Out of some kind of dying To see yourself so glowing