Translunaria

Borrow my imagination for a little while
How can I comfort you? You say you like it this way
Night or day it's the same to you
Until that day I plant mercury globeflowers in my garden and until that night your beams make the flowers explode and spread your seeds
Comfort? Yeah like putting plasters on a limb consumed by leprosy
Comfort? Yeah like sticking the head in the sand.

I conjured a miserable creature for you
A restless moonling always on the move
It founded its own nomadic state
Translunaria
The moonling can never be seen from earth
Braiding moonbeams.

How can I comfort you? You like it this way, don't you?
Slowly revolving a white horizon round your axis
Your magnetism is so week, you can hardly keep the ivory tower
I conjured for you
How can I...? You say you don't want it
You say you don't need it
How can I...? You don't care at all, do you?