Isle Unto Thyself

Blinding, shining star
You won't see so far
Know what can't be shown
Feel what can't be known

You were an isle unto thyself
You had a heart you hadn't felt
Why would it hurt me
Or was it real?

It was the night we had to part
We were afraid to miss the start
What did it matter?
Why would it matter?
And could we heal?

Blinding, shining star
You won't see so far
Know what can't be shown
Feel what can't be known

I was a victim of magic
Apollo catching my breath as I bled on the ground
Somebody called me to follow
I followed thinking aloud without hearing the sound

Then all the planets fell to dust
Lonely, departing after us
Gone, not forgotten
Long, but forgotten old lore
In every element of life
Love camouflaging under strife
Or other matters
Minds over matters, let there be more

Maybe you'll exit tomorrow
The sorrow sweeping you off as your island replies
Sudden invincible flowing
A river clearer than all thou might view with thine eyes

Why did fire-erupted lands arrive?
Why did murderous animals survive?
Why did we deserve to be revived?
Why was any and everything alive?