Safe in what you’ve been told
Of everything
Sure that someone up here
Is listening
You are the precious ones
That we see through
We hear all your whispering
Behind the moon
I am the lights that disappear
I am the longing and the fear
I am the echo in your ear
I am the sky collector
I am the rushing and the drone
I am the truth you’ve always known
I am the glory and the stone
I am the sky collector
Make all your mysteries
Into the truth
Believe in the desperate lies
That serve as proof
Fail to detect the signs
Making the news
Kneel to invisible gods
Created for you
I am the lights that disappear
I am the longing and the fear
I am the echo in your ear
I am the sky collector
I am the rushing and the drone
I am the truth you’ve always known
I am the glory and the stone
I am the sky collector
I am the faithful on their knees
I am the smoke and burning trees
I am the secrets neatly filed
I am the dream of every child
I am the carvings in the rock
I am the myoclonic shock
I am your telescopic sight
I am your panic in the night
Sleep willing passengers
Watch the displays
Freed by the cynical ones
The transmission fades
I am the lights that disappear
I am the longing and the fear
I am the echo in your ear
I am the sky collector
I am the rushing and the drone
I am the truth you’ve always known
I am the glory and the stone
I am the sky collector
(words and music: Blinman/Ashburn)