A Stellar Sort of Feeling

There is a truth inside of me and I cannot stop to wonder

The very heights of just sit back still me in your power

Geometry in your soul and a high brow echo

Posed of cosmic dust

What's a girl to do but look outside the window

Awareness when ready?

The passage of time between the hands of Euclid

Symbols like language in thin air

Logic and music are the same mirrored hope

A numerical rhythm is fair

A reminder far away of a crimson past for you

If a rumbling parade could water the armour and bring waves to beams

It would be to the sound of you not the leaves

The breeze doesn't even touch this candle that bears no flame

Neptune's crossing might get in the way

If the half-moon is over the equator

If the harbinger is the random equation

Fortitude might take a dramatic upsweep

Without a may I

So my mind flies like a comet in perfect form

Hydroplaning over tasks of gardens

Like ornaments in unison

Crazy crafts in persuasion

Lighting arrows before the storm

To guide the way of people

Whatever makes your genius tick

I'll be there for you

Be your guru

Be your freedom fight

Be your steeple

Be your loving refuge