A sister born bound to the ground Her brother incarnated as a cloud Though early years seemed close Siblings born in dimensions so different Never truly spoke no matter how they tried They're tuned to different frequencies While one is deaf the other cannot see Reaching from afar to connect His empathy as vacant As her need for things beyond herself Always we know our small overlap separates us I want you to know that dying alone, you can call me And though we can't speak I'll give company (Solo: Weber) A flame ignites what we once feared Begrudgingly I watch you disappear I wonder where you are Disconnected, I can't hear the white noise That you've always made trying to signal me Like father's animosity The apple always falls next to the tree Though parts of broken chains may not touch The metal the're made of is still the same Hereditary Always we know our small overlap separates us I want you to know should you die alone you can call me And though we can't speak I'll give company