Constellations

Packing the last few shirts into a bloated suitcase

The last glimpse of comfort and the ticking clock face

I swear those hands move faster every day 

I'm more confused than ever but I don't beg or pray 'cause the 

Sparkling light from the morning sun 

Is all we should need to feel one. 



I reach the station with just minutes to spare, 

I glance at my watch time's going faster these days I swear, 

Eyes focus up now to the train time table board 

There's only two platforms to be explored, 

And it's then that I admit it to myself, 



That I am lost so lost 

But you're the constellations 

That guide me



There's a train at 12, destination disaster

It's running on time as time runs faster

On platform two it's destination sustainability

It's delayed though it was suppose to arrive at 11:50

Platform one it says stand behind the yellow line

But I sit on the platform edge and just gaze at the time



My mind wanders back to our oblivious existence

I'm all choked up now with the threat of distance

As the train bound for disaster chokes up to the station

I don't board it cause I decide that it's the wrong destination

But the train bound for sustainability is nowhere to be seen 



And I'm lost so lost 

Where are the constellations 

That guide me? 



And then I realize that 

We need to use our own two feet to walk these tracks, 

And we have to squad up and we have to watch each others backs, 

With forgiveness as our torch and imagination our sword 

We'll untie the ropes of hate and slash open the minds of the bored 

And we'll start a world so equal and free

Every inch of this earth is yours all the land and all the sea

Imagine no restrictions but the climate and the weather

Then we can explore space together

Forever



And I'm lost so lost 

Where are the constellations



And I'm lost so lost 

You are the constellation X5