When you were a kid and you were returning in a car,
You were enchanted by the moon
And a field of glowing stars
That you saw from your room.
You drew lines to link their beauty
And made constellations of your own.
And you remember that stormy rain
When the stars had lost their light
How you grabbed your blanket
And slept in the night.
The view that was above you
Looked like the starlight danced.
But though the stars strung high above you
Claiming you were a part of the universe
You couldn't stop them
From making you feel small
Despite all the lines you drew
The constellations stayed the same
And every star you made your own
Already had a name.
But listen young explorer
For a stars light can be slow
And the ones that you see above you
Were made a long long time ago
And though the world won't see it
Until the earth is a lot more worn
The moment you saw that sky
A new star was born.