Take me out, out beyond the stars. I'm the line in between their cars on the road, Get so chipped and so old, Yet still, I can be the light flickering on the ceiling as you wake in the darkness. Cover me in your holy grace. I need someone to put me in my place On the map, get so lost in a laugh and then, I be gone for days lingering on the creases in a face, the light and darkness. I found you. I found you. I see you. I see you.