owlyra - who knows

Background Image: https://1drv.ms/i/c/d344d89ad8b63f17/... LYRICS so who knows (low) where we'll be? on tin-thin boats in tangerine seas (seas) we sink in slow-motion suffering (softening) he un-becomes to let dreams begin (begin) when home (home) is a hum, not a place (a place) warm roads melt into mirrored space (space) who knows (knows) what we erase? (erase) closed books breathe through a borrowed face (face) we thrive from golden snow that glows (glows) in halos made of hollow lows (lows) cold light leaks where silence grows (grows) through silver seams the shadow flows (flows) dust to dusk, we fold, موږ (we) velvet rust in the lungs of "be" (be) soft decay in symmetry (symmetry) time unwinds in minor keys (keys) oh— the night spills ink in inward rings (rings) thin thoughts stitched to broken strings (strings) your voice— a blur of feathered things (things) that ache like almost-rememberings (rings) we drift (drift) in duplicate delay (delay) echoed steps that fade to gray (gray) past dissolves in disarray (array) but stains the light in quiet ways (ways) so who knows (knows) what we become? (become) soft undone and overrun (run) half a zero, half a one (one) a quiet code we speak as none (none) we thrive where golden snow replays (replays) in fractured loops and sideways days (days) the sky unthreads in silver haze (haze) and folds itself in softened waves (waves) and if (if) the morning misbehaves (behaves) we'll trace the blur it never saves (saves) where every end just gently caves (caves) like velvet dust in hidden graves (graves)