Mote from Mote by Avi C. Engel

baby don't cry
you're nothing more than a mote of light
baby don't cry
you're nothing more than a mote of light
falling through time
a spark chased through the rubble of night

the sea doesn't know its names
sky falls to earth and rises again
bells bleed and engines burn
what sweetness remains? the voices of birds

baby don't cry
you're nothing more than a mote of light
baby don't cry
you're nothing more than a mote of light
falling through time
a spark chased through the rubble of night

a thousand sunsets deep
new moon a shard of broken glass
your tenderness transformed
by frost's white-eyed hungry glance

baby don't cry
you're nothing more than a mote of light
baby don't cry
you're nothing more than a mote of light
falling through time
a spark chased through the rubble of night

• Experimental
• alternative
• art rock
• folk
• poetry and music
• singer-songwriter
• Toronto