Running an open field with nothing but a black sky out in front of you
Big enough to swallow you big enough to make you feel
As if your significance might not mean something
I wish the Big Dipper would come down and scoop me up
I want to float be cradled by the universe
Because I know you can't always have a person hold your hand
Even if you are scared
Because there are some things you just have to do and nobody can hold your hand
And there's something in the back of my head telling me everything is going to be just fine
When looking at the stars they practically spell out IT'S OK
From the tips of your fingernails to the heels of your feet
You are made of star stuff cosmic lattes you matter
I used to have a nightmare as a kid
I was surrounded by darkness and then all of a sudden every object person feeling
Everything that ever existed in my life collided in on itself
A giant mass of a mess a giant mess of a mess
A giant mass of a mess floating right in front of me
My stomach hurts bring me a butterfly net
Please catch whatever is inside of me put it in a jar label it IT'S OK
