Black Hole Girl

I looked to reaching ebony,
So black I thought I'd cry
And saw the face of She, unknown,
My Black Hole in the sky.
Drawing all into her grasp,
An ever-tightening spot.
Stealing light from everything
I hoped or knew or thought.

Where once had been a figure
Of a woman
Out in space,
Now stands a blackened hole that
Will not tarry
From this place.
My stunning archetype of thee,
Collapsing in eternity.

These aching eyes have dreamed the light
Of worlds so far away;
Too far to tell if they're alive
Or tortured and decayed.
My waxen wings still carry me
Into a solar climb;
Yet still they melt and burn away,
Without a sun to find.

Where once had been a figure
Of a woman
Out in space,
Now stands a blackened hole that
Will not tarry
From this place.
My stunning archetype of thee
Collapsing in eternity.

Black Hole Girl,
Hold me close,
And stave away
The pain...
Black Hole Girl,
Don't let go,
Don't let go...

Where once had been a figure
Of a woman
Out in space,
Now stands a blackened hole that
Will not tarry
From this place.
My stunning archetype of thee
Collapsing in eternity.

So sayeth The Brad...