The sky is full of stars
Opening up the heart
Like the skies of me open up to those on looking
In the silent mysterious morning, breathing
With the music playing and the mind wandering
To the stories told so long ago
About the future of us all here now
What is mine? Should I know?
Is it something now or does the future hold more?
Can I read it in these stars on this familiar walk?
Leaving us with the trivial notions
Of how to get out future in motion
Never letting go of a world they could hold
Just have me in this morning for my heart feels cold
Mind in its electrics, my brain is on fire
Burning questions of life and desire
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