The Apathy Eulogy — to be read in the morning, directly after you wake lyrics

Lyrics

I promised myself a pretty smile would never thaw my heart,
Yet if I were a sparrow I’d be perched on your finger despite the miles.
How tender and supple is the frame of your art.
You weave gracefully; gracefully weave.
Undo me sweet tenderness.
Undo me.
Consume sweet lavishness.
Consume me.
Sunset filters through the bridge and rests gracefully on you smiling
[To Be Read In The Morning Directly After You Wake