We create constellations of streetlights
so bright that we can’t see the stars
Forget how to listen to silence
to the stories we learn from the dark.

Our legends are written in shadow
between every pinprick of light
And memories are whispered in stillness
the quiet between breath and life.

We create constellations of streetlights
so bright we forget who we are
Our history is all that defines us
tomorrow will drive us apart.

Yet the lights that we build tell new stories
to the stars looking down from above
The noise of the endless creation
tells of heart and of pain and of love.

We create constellations of streetlights
so bright you an see them from space
Reminders of paths we’d forgotten
yet still we returned to remake.

The stories we now tell are louder
don’t give us a moment to breathe
These stories are missing their freedom
so we cannot quite say what they mean.

We create constellations of streetlights
so bright that we can’t see the stars
Forget how to listen to silence
to the stories we learned from the dark.