Eclipsical
ORBS Lyrics

She sleeps with the planets, I know because I've seen it.
The singer believes the person they love is intimately connected to the universe around them, and shares a deep bond with celestial bodies.

I sleep next to science, Wishing it were her.
The singer longs for the person they love and envies the deep connection they perceive her having with the cosmos.

We were once a product of Conservative America She slept around, then left this town, went looking for her Sun.
The singer and the person they love come from a conservative background, but she eventually left to find her own way and explore the world.

She flirts with the moons, And lets them think they have her.
The artist believes the person they love is attracting and captivating to many, but maintains her independence even while flirting and forming connections.

My cheeks are rosy-red, I try to make her laugh but,
The artist is often nervous or embarrassed around the person they love, but tries to make her happy.

When she was young, she saw a film Then packed her bags and marked a date. The time has come, 2001, She's on her own space odyssey.
The person the singer loves was inspired by a movie and set out on a mission to explore the universe for herself, fully embracing an unconventional life path.

I'm no cosmonaut, so I... Tie an anchor to a woman, Watch her chew through bone to set herself free.
The singer feels insufficient or unable to keep up with the person they love, and instead relies on her to seek her own path and live her life.

She's not equipped for black holes And I just want her in my arms. I'm not equipped for long-term.
The artist recognizes that their love interest is not necessarily suited for all the challenges that the universe holds, but still desires to be with her, even if they do not see a traditional, long-term future together.

She's been here, I smell her, She's like the wind before the rain.
The artist feels the presence of the person they love even when she is gone, as if her essence lingers.

Naked, she'd tell me Only stars know what she's really thinking.
The artist and the person they love share a deep intimacy, and she confides in him that she feels a unique connection to the cosmos, and keeps some thoughts private.

She's in the arms of Jupiter, I'll give back his moons in trade for her. All beat and scarred he swears The stars have taken her from me.
The singer feels like their love interest is in the hands of fate, and Jupiter (a symbol of good fortune) has taken her from him. The singer would give anything to be with her once again.

I found my old sketches Of flying packs, brown paper wings, and fire. She slipped out the back door and left me, So I learned to fly.
The artist discovered a passion for flight and exploration after their love interest left them, perhaps inspired by her own journey.

Light years fly by in search of you Skin dries up, eyes go too.
The singer has been searching for their love interest for what feels like forever, and is feeling the toll the journey has taken on them.

Space fucklers say I should leave it alone, The Milky Way traveler, well, he's seen it all. Left Earth long ago to find a love of his own, The lonely star juggler could never go home.
Other travelers and explorers in space have tried to convince the singer to give up their search, but they refuse. They also recognize their own loneliness and desire for love over a lifetime of wandering, like the 'star juggler'.

I'm no cosmonaut. And I don't know anymore There's little mean bugs in my veins Can I stick to you, my love? 'Cause I'll stick to anyone
The singer feels lost, uncertain, and physically/psychologically afflicted, seeking any kind of connection to keep them grounded, including to the person they love.

I'm in love with everyone Bugs humming space hymns in my ear I wake up stuck to someone I wake up in other years.
The artist's sense of reality and self is melting away, and they feel like they are falling in love with indiscriminately. They feel disoriented and adrift, not anchored in time.

Does anyone believe in time, And do you feel the years slip by? 'Cause I do
The artist is struggling with the concept of time and whether it truly holds any meaning or impact on their life.

Does anyone believe in age, And do you see my skin drip off? 'Cause I do
The singer is acutely aware of their own aging and mortality, and the toll their journey has taken on their physical and mental wellbeing.

Does anyone believe in love, 'Cause I've been face-to-face with her, And I don't
Although the singer's journey has been driven by love and desire for the person they have been seeking, they are starting to question whether it is real or justified at all.

Does anyone believe in God? And do you feel the flames of Hell? 'Cause I do
The artist is doubting their faith and finding themselves in a dark place mentally, perhaps facing something akin to a 'dark night of the soul'.

Or maybe I just don't at all It's really fucking hot in here.
The artist is admitting they may not even believe in anything anymore, and are struggling with the heat and pressure of their journey.

So I sit In the streams of time and wait. And I try To convince myself that I am not to blame.
The artist feels powerless and is stuck waiting for their love interest to return, caught up in the constant flow of time. They are also trying to avoid blaming themselves for their situation.

She swims with And sleeps in every moon jelly she sees.
The singer believes their love interest is fully immersed in the universe and all its natural wonders, seeking connections everywhere.

Such is life, And such is me.
The artist is accepting of their life and its struggles, recognizing that they are shaped by their experiences.

I'm asleep all the goddamn time, I can't believe any of this is real. It's ineffable, It's all in my head. My mind is melting, And moving, And stretching, And teething.
The singer is feeling more and more disconnected, describing their mental state in abstract or surreal terms. They feel like they are falling asleep or dreaming all the time, unsure of what is really happening in reality.