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Pluto

Morning light can’t get through to my soul
but your taste is shoved down my burning throat
You walk away from crime scenes barely bleeding
I can’t reach you when your arms are in your sleeves and

I’ve pieced together darkness but I still can’t see
I’ve cried at captured villains and they’re still not free
I’ve longed to not be Pluto, miles from the sun
And now I’ll try to reach you but you’re not the one

You scream when you brush a candle you can’t hold
I get it but I’ll give you gloves, you don’t have to fade to smoke
I think you might be the sun but I’m still so blind
And I’m still cast out Pluto but you seem so mine

I’ve pieced together darkness but I still can’t see
I’ve cried at captured villains and they’re still not free
I’ve longed to not be Pluto, miles from the sun
And now I’ll try to reach you but you’re not the one

Pluto tossed against the edge of the galaxy
Barriers keep your golden palms from me
But I’ve built them myself and I’m breaking through
There’s no way to tell if I’ll make it to you

I’ve pieced together darkness but I still can’t see
I’ve cried at captured villains and they’re still not free
I’ve longed to not be Pluto, miles from the sun
And now I’ll try to reach you but you’re not the one

I’m closer to your sun but I’m still so far away
Saturated sunrises trickle to your fingers but they
Pass over my eyelids just like these empty souls
When the wildfire starts you have to let me know

I’ve pieced together darkness but I still can’t see
I’ve cried at captured villains and they’re still not free
I’ve longed to not be Pluto, miles from the sun
And now I’ll try to reach you but you’re not the one

I’ll spend shattered glass carving my surface with your face
But in the end I’m cast back out into endless space
I’m forever lonely Pluto, I can’t touch any sun
This is the universe’s game and it can’t be won




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