Tracing star patterns,
Love only what matters,
Always feel I'm in tatters.

Passed a shooting star,
Seemed too much too far,
But there haven't been many wars
Been a while since I made new scars.

Tracing star patterns,
Love only what matters,
Always feel I'm in tatters.

It's not all done and I haven't seen the rising dawn,
But I have faith the darkest nights can be met head on,
That I can right all of my wrongs,
And find peace in these songs.