Big constellation hanging over my head,
a crooked and thorny starry crown.
Illumination shine a light on my dreams.
The last time I wore wings I was only three.
The dead leaves of old life's longings crackled under my feet.
But now the moonlight stalks me and the sun never lets me sleep.
Seems my dreams will make a mockery out of me.
Try as I might, blind as I am.
I'm doing everything,
I'm doing all that I can.
But now the moonlight stalks me,
and the sun never lets me sleep.
Big constellation shine a light on my dreams.
Big constellation shine a light on me.