Specks in Space

Calligraphy in black

But she drowns the page in ink

Like murals on a post-it note

The details lost its grace

And I have trouble believing

That this is all there is

That we're only a sliver

Of the specks in space

Save my place

Books bought for future plans

Of collecting dust

And feeling like a better man

And I have trouble believing

That a minute's ever gone

I'll fold the page

And come back in a couple days

It's never too far gone

Prove me wrong

Leave me here to discover

Up here from the others

Let me orbit

Grown free from the summer

Just to find lost colors

Let me orbit

I wanna orbit