Phantoms - Young Galaxy

With a crash of the glass-towered world

We escape

Making beds of hostile landscapes

The wood crack of moment to moment

Stings our faces

But tears away at four structures

We’re moving together

Moving together, moving together

Moving together

Up the steepest of wave walls

We climb

Against the back of the sunlit mountainside

The ghosts and the gun guide our way

Through riffraff of light

Looking in on our own true nature

We’re moving together

Moving together, moving together

Moving together

We’re less and less human

More and more phantom

Broad-winged and boundless

Shadowed and soundless

Fervent and faithless

Towering traceless

Deconstructing our nature

We’re moving together

We’re moving together

Moving together, moving together

Moving together

Moving together, moving together