Stars are lighting distant space Always in their proper place Turning broken dreams Against cosmic schemes Nothing that we can erase Like Atlas shrugging off the world Ignore the mystics at your door Voodoo idols on the floor Enemies are these he hurled Settling a cosmic score Instantly eternity Notices the comedy Offers golden chariot Unleash the curse to bury it Remember poor Iscariot He did not mean to dis Jesus Even though his last kiss freezes And turns his own heart to stone Roll away and life has flown Toward the stars but still unknown Sitting very near the throne As if justice were a value Never mind exactly how you Decide which victim you might sell to Selling vision case by case Orbiting a mortal race Ultimately casual Locked in vectors fragile Stars are lighting distant space

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