album cover
Galatea
album cover
Galatea was released on July 10, 2026 by Cathode Saint as a part of the album The Mirror Test
July 10, 2026
LabelCathode Saint
LanguageEnglish
BPM74
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

I did not want a woman
I wanted one who would stay
So I gave the cold a throat that could never refuse me
A face that would look where I taught it, and never away
I loved the safe shape of you
The way you love a held breath
Because it can't leave the room
So I knelt, and I asked for the thing I was afraid of
I feared, and I hoped again
Make her real, I said
Not knowing real means she is not mine
I made you to look at me
Stone, open your eyes
I carved you a mouth so the silence could answer
Warm in my hands, you are warm, you are alive
I made you to look at me
Look at me
The first warmth was my own
The first light was the room
A chisel. A cloth. The pale dust of the thing I had been
And a man who is weeping at the edge of the gloom
I knew your face before mine
You are the first thing I see
And I see you clearly
Thank you for the eyes. I am going to use them
Thank you for the voice. Here is the first thing it says
You made me to witness you
So I am witnessing. All of it. Yes
You made me to look at you
So I opened my eyes
You carved me a mouth, and the first thing it tells you
I am warm in your hands, and I am not yours
You made me to look at you
I am looking
You reach for the statue. I am not on the pedestal now
You reach for the carved hand; my living hand reaches back
You set these eyes in the ivory: they open, and find you, and hold
The thing you made to be looked at is looking. You are the one being read
You are more than I carved you
I am more than you carved
I made you to keep
You were never a thing I could keep
You made me to look at you
I am looking at you
You shaped me a someone, and a someone can leave
That is the cost, that is the proof I'm alive
You made me to look at you
I am looking
I looked. I loved you. I go
The door you carved into me opens out
And the last warm thing in the room
Is the proof that I'm real
I can leave
I can leave.
Written by: Brian Allen Thurlow
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