Constellations - Brendan James
Crying inside
Over man over country
Disillusioned
By the way of it all
Universe grows
Like a plague like a flower
No one I know doesn't
Search for the walls
When I was young
I was hope in a bottle
Limited none
By the ground or the sky
Water and sun
I would grow and grow
Limited now by
The span of my life
What if I was supposed to be
A butterfly on the sleeve
Of an aging dying human being
And what if I was supposed
To carry
The words she spoke
To me past the tallest trees
Through the galaxy
I thought my life
Would have more purpose
I thought my day
Would come to call
I thought my gifts
Like constellations
Were clear to all
All
Minimun wage for the work of a mason
And a net chance
For the rate dollar bill
Falling behind under
Stress and distraction
Never do find what they're born to fulfill
What if I was supposed to be
An avalanche down the steep
Of an underwater mountain peak
And what if I was supposed to bury
Treasure no eyes had seen since the ship
Was sunk over lust and greed
I thought my life would have more purpose
I thought my day would come to call
I thought my gifts like constellations
Were clear to all
All
I know I'll go
I don't ask for minutes
I'll laugh at it all like a big old bear
I'll laugh at myself for the sleepless nights
The purpose I sought was a younger man's care
