The weight of all the suns in space
Today the stars can trace your name
The time it takes to stay awake
The dirt and grass above the graves
The weight of all the suns in space
Today the stars can trace your name
The time it takes to stay awake
The dirt and grass above the graves
And sleeping silver palms want to believe
Counting rings and feeding your seeds
The light I use to see
Is coming up from underneath
And who I used to be
Is washed into the sea, Ganymede, oh Ganymede
The weight of all the suns in space
Today the stars can trace your name
The time it takes to stay awake
You tie your blood cells up in chains
The weight of all the suns in space
Today the stars can trace your name
The time it takes to stay awake
So you tie your blood cells up in chains
And sleeping silver palms, softly sighing
Breathe me out when Jupiter's rising
The light I use to see
Is coming up from underneath
And who I used to be
Is washed into the sea, Ganymede, oh Ganymede
The light I use to see
Is coming up from underneath
And who I used to be
Is washed into the sea, Ganymede, oh Ganymede
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