Stars Almost Drown lyrics

Trailing triangles, the lion crawls Lonely, her throne empty, yellow, abandoned, the bruised widow moon, arm covering her face. Below, the horizon glow, a sunrise unfulfilled. Nodding, we race in long arcs homeward, Lost in this familiar famine, Stone cistern of a sky. Fly over the unseen stream Under the spinning bear; Overtaking, being overtaken, So easily we avoid claws and doubts. Home, home, Hammered horizon-thin, Where stars drown unheard, and widows croak on deathbeds fearing lions.