slightly   yes the moon looks so heavy   what if it fell on me   and broke into clouds   and if it made sounds   would they be loud   loud enough too   wake up the day      burn my frayed ends   and tie them together      mighty   yes the light cuts right through me   and starts to unravel   the threads in the sky   and when they make sounds   they are far too loud   and honestly breaking   against the ground      burn my frayed ends   and cut all the corners   burn my frayed ends   and tie them together      yes and   finally   yes the nights work is over   almost done   and through   now im almost complete   you still sew in your sleep   to mend me-undone   and constantly keeping   the moon is its place