Light-Bulb Scars

We make stars
Like light-bulb scars
Fantastic things not ment to be

Skin and bones,
Though sheets like ghosts,
old brick home, Your mother used to own

Carve away
Like Junes in space
Craters, rings, and things not seen before,

Skin and bones,
Though sheets like ghosts,
old brick home, Your mother used to own