Sistersun

Sore am I, calling the pyre

pure and light, deep down the mire

So goodnight, my firefly dancer

wear the light, the fire will take your

Heart and love you

heart and drown you

heart and leave you

a sun to carry me home

frail am I, free from desire

old and wise, my god, and so tired

So goodbye, my surface dancer

in your light, the fire did take my

Heart and loved you

heart and drowned you

heart and burned you

my sun, come carry me home