Constellation
Summoned out of darkness,
Written in the stars our fates align.
Atmospheres between us,
Converging, coalesce, collide.
But sometimes we fall,
As we bask under fluorescent light.
Bring it back…
CONSTELLATION, RE-CREATION, FREE OF FORM.
WE BOTH KNOW THAT, WE HAVE TO LET GO.
Returned to the day now,
Lest the sun reveal our place in time,
Aphelion between us
Interstellar, inner-space, entwined.
But sometimes we rise,
As we gaze over opalescent white.
Bring it back…
CONSTELLATION, RE-CREATION, FREE OF FORM.
WE BOTH KNOW THAT, WE HAVE TO LET GO.
Constellation, the constellation, will guide you.
The constellation, constellation, will show you where to go.
We both know that we both have to let go.
CONSTELLATION, RE-CREATION, FREE OF FORM.
WE BOTH KNOW THAT, WE HAVE TO LET GO.
CONSTELLATION, RE-CREATION, FREE OF FORM.
WE BOTH KNOW THAT, WE HAVE TO LET GO.













