Verse 1 I've reached the farthest point in the orbit I was given The sun is very small from here and very far and hidden I didn't mean to drift this far I just forgot to steer — aphelion: the moment when you're furthest from the warmth of here Pre-chorus And I am cold and I am clear and I can see for miles from here And I am cold and I am clear and everything is very still and very near Chorus Aphelion I'm out at aphelion the pull is weak but I'm still in the system Aphelion I'm out at aphelion I'll curve back slowly I just need a season Verse 2 The strangest thing about this distance is how beautiful it is The clean geometry of losing touch the mathematics of a miss I've mapped the arc of my returning I know the physics of the fall — aphelion is not forever it's just the farthest before the long haul Pre-chorus And I am cold and I am clear and I can see for miles from here And I am cold and I am clear and everything is very still and very near Chorus Aphelion I'm out at aphelion the pull is weak but I'm still in the system Aphelion I'm out at aphelion I'll curve back slowly I just need a season Bridge It's not abandonment it's orbital It's not emptiness it's spherical The dark between the stars is not a lack — it's just the space that holds me on the way back Final Chorus Aphelion I'm out at aphelion the pull is weak but I'm still in the system Aphelion I'm out at aphelion I'll curve back slowly (I just need a season)
