Solar Totality

When it all appears to you, Then we'll start to fade Throes upon the stack of all this language we engraved, We're closer to the moon, Expose to the eyes of space Praying it takes us back enough to save us from another day. When it all disappears to you, Then we all look dismayed, Throngs along the pack desolve a language we create, We are closer to the sun, Exposure to the time in space, Praying it takes us back even if our angels wings are fake.