Look to the stars and dream
of distant worlds and far-off places.
Dream of the stars, the tiny beams.
A universe full of smoke and steam.

Black holes, coup de grace.
Look to the stars and dream.
Sheltered within the seams
of the universe, hiding in deep space.

Dream of the stars, the tiny beams.
Things are more complex than they seem.
Everything is connected, everything has a place.
Look to the stars and dream.

Maybe we’re part of an interstellar scheme.
A dot in the cosmic lace.
Dream of the stars, the tiny beams.
It’s all changing, there is no theme.

But the past is the past, you cannot efface.
Look to the stars and dream,
dream of the stars, the tiny beams.