come my wonders after dawn restores waiting for the world to turn once more

your body is a garden cared for or forgotten. kill me with medicine, heal me with poison

and when i leave this island, i'll book myself into a soul asylum

give me a piece of your heart, of your heart. give me a piece of your hands as we go

there is no god in here without me, my dear

i'm finding i can fly so high above with you