Every face I’ve seen today in passing
Grieves and loves and worries just like me
Isn’t there a word for this in summer, through language?
I don’t know but it’s just just now hitting me
We’re all solar systems
We’re so fucking small
Centers of existence
Barely here, at all
Finally, I asked you things at dinner
Thought there might be something I should know
Holy shit, I almost had a sister
Can’t believe I didn’t ask before
We’re all solar systems
We’re so fucking small
Centers of existence
Barely here, at all, mhm-mhm
Here, at all