Testo Slowly Melting

our floating houses, on molten granite our liquid planet it is a home for us all i'm firmly planted, my earth is solid i feel a presence but there is nothing at all i wanted something, down here is something it's really something but there's nothing at all slowly melting we're slowly melting seed to tree, earth to birth we are surrounded we flourish in the decay we mark the seconds and count the hours cross off the days of what is slipping away we start out loudly and go in circles all things coverging we find an end to each day slowly melting we're slowly melting the sun is burning, the earth is turning the earth is dying it's slowly melting away we start to finish, the fuel exhausted and once i had it but now it's passing away if there is nothing, what is that presence ? i'm slowly melting but what is slipping away ? slowly melting we're slowly melting