tell me what you saw
you found no crab or ladle in the sky and you groan,
"Is that all we are?
a million tiny strangers that just burn on their own?"

oh everything, you made it

he was just a child
who only knew one promise so that promise was made
he walks her down the aisle
you really think you're ready?
really think you're ready?
everything will fade
the stranger in his bed will bear the weight of his son
selfish and afraid
he does not know the answer so he

oh,
am I useless?
just one concubine,
who thinks the love
is exclusive.
did I waste my time?
oh,
like the baby
and shapes drawn in the sky
every [bad word] is a maybe
in someone else's eyes