What do the stars think when they cast their gaze onto the great expanse?
When they watch as planets are born
And begin to revolve the constellations in a twisted romance;
As asteroids continue their strange dance
And fall in to the great void as if lovelorn?
They watch as celestial bodies lay comatose
What do the stars think of the majestic cosmos?
What do the stars think of our diminutive abode?
Of our hearts of villainy and scorn
And leaders seemingly talking in code;
While we slowly decay and erode
When they see our world do they stop and mourn
For our ignorance and barbarism
What do the stars think of our narcissism?
What do the stars think of our great nation?
As we waste our limited days in war
And condemn ourselves to damnation;
When we tear apart all of creation
From here to the far shore
A wave of destruction, a deluge
What do the stars think of our mighty refuge?
