Child of the Stars
Deeply the seconds pass softly to minutes,
driving us forward, forever within it,
passing from lifetimes of heartache and pain,
but a part of us always remains.
And as we crawl forward in ashes and dust,
insect and robot of rivets and rust,
Dragons so mighty and fickle to please,
Picture of health and a vessel's disease.
We are all part of the story,
Each of us boring, exciting and gory,
Every one treasures of fashion and fear,
Hoarding our moments and spending our years.
Each of us fearing the things we should hope in,
Never we'll fail, for our eyes always open,
Drinking the dawn of a new sacred day,
All of us lost and then finding our way.
All of us fashioned for one sparkling moment,
Claiming the spotlight with strumming guitars,
Speaking profoundly, refusing to own it,
Born of the planet, a child of the stars.
driving us forward, forever within it,
passing from lifetimes of heartache and pain,
but a part of us always remains.
And as we crawl forward in ashes and dust,
insect and robot of rivets and rust,
Dragons so mighty and fickle to please,
Picture of health and a vessel's disease.
We are all part of the story,
Each of us boring, exciting and gory,
Every one treasures of fashion and fear,
Hoarding our moments and spending our years.
Each of us fearing the things we should hope in,
Never we'll fail, for our eyes always open,
Drinking the dawn of a new sacred day,
All of us lost and then finding our way.
All of us fashioned for one sparkling moment,
Claiming the spotlight with strumming guitars,
Speaking profoundly, refusing to own it,
Born of the planet, a child of the stars.