Let In The Light Testo

Testo Let In The Light

My spirit rises,
off the plate,
in front of me.

And it drifts over,
to the space,
where she waits.

She speaks a language,
distilled by time,
to nothing more than.

Elbow and wink,
let in the light.
But obstruct my view.
Obstruct my view.

Let in the light.
But obstruct my view.