Explosions of grandeur

I need the undoing, need the aftermath
The cold water slap, the narrow hatch
The stairs to where the stars collapse
The great unknown, the great relapse

I need an ultimatum
In red-rimmed constellation
More than a realisation
A clean transfiguration

I need more than words
I need more than words

I need the return, need the violent edge
The wake up call, the hidden ledge
Take me to the entrance, to the scarlet thread
The one-shot arrow, the sacred pledge

I need the truth verbatim
In waves of infiltration
A brave approximation
A hallowed reformation

I need more than words
I need more than words
I need more than words
I need more than words

I need more than words
Affixed to meanings
More than sky and ceilings
I need more than words
Empty pages bleeding
To contain a feeling

I need those airwaves, the pen, the tongue
That nervous laugh, the setting sun
I need an answer, thought I had one

Oh, I need an answer, thought I had one
I need more than words