Benoît Pioulard - Rto

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Oh beneath the throne of God
Subtle sighs singe a silent sky
Through which drifts a post-full hazen moon
Into clouds of our own creation
Oh darling I can’t leave this room
So save your breath & desire
Set my house on fire
Our avenues are crumbled in aftershocks & rumbles
Sun seems to come from behind the altar
We swim in fearsome waters trying to drown each other
Ceding to a connection that’s bound to falter
A sense of right is humbled, apologies are mumbled
This seems completely unfamiliar
I made a scale model of the inner planets
I couldn’t find a home in particular
(I loved you)