What else is there to do?

I already love you

Seems like we're just staring at the seams

Of what we're bound by

Or what we're bound to

No dominion to name

Leaning towards the earth with my face

From staring at the Sun, can't see your face

It's funny what the light can replace, or erase, or replace

And I know that sound

I know that tune

I don't know how else I could have convinced you

Devotion

It never has an arc

It's the continuous spark

Devotion

The meticulous part

Of my particular heart

It's what our words reveal

The very real, actual world

The one I sleep beside you on

It's what our words conceal

The very real, actual fear

Of knowing we're dependent on

The ceremony of thought

It's a little bit fraught

But as soon as I start to pick it apart

I feel

I feel a little odd, I'm thinking too hard

I know that you are

You said, "That's all that you are"

Devotion

It never has an arc

It's the continuous spark

Devotion

The meticulous part

Of my particular heart