You hold a million stars
Like sand in the clasp of your hair
You send them wild across
Cutting ragged like daggers through ship sails
To think you know them by name
To think you told them their place
And that you would call me child
It's almost too much, too much for me to even think
That I could be loved, be loved by a majesty
It's almost too much, too much for me to even think
That I could be loved, be loved by a majesty
You scatter mountain frost
Like ashes in the weight of your breath
You shatter lightning lights
Striking gashes like matches in the darkness
To think the thunder and rain
Can only move when you say
And that you would call me child
It's almost too much, too much for me to even think
That I could be loved, be loved by a majesty
It's almost too much, too much for me to even think
That I could be loved, be loved by a majesty
This love is no common love
And no power can separate us
This love is no common love
And no power can separate us
This love is no common love
And no power can separate us
This love is no common love
And no power can separate us
Oh, this love is no common love
And no power can separate us
It's almost too much, too much for me to even think
That I could be loved, be loved by a majesty
It's almost too much, too much for me to even think
That I could be loved, be loved by a majesty
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