Intro - february

Look at me the way i was born

When half belong to extinction

The other half are showing everything

Look at my palms and see how much like Sky they are

Divine twister on my body, tethering me to the whole earth and between air

And breathing this way is something i had to learn myself

Taking axe to bone because I needed light inside of me

Calling the moon my mother even on the night she did not show up

Look at my body and do not call me beautiful

Call me survivor

Call me resurrected

These bones underneath the earth was not a burial

Listen to the sky shed its skin

Listen for the vain of seeing the blue moon again

Like our guardian

I am the glamouring inside of an

Tell the night I am made of sky

And tell the sky i am made of something magnificent

And then tell the magnificent i did not take my breath away

I did not forget to breath