(a song by Mary Timony)

Little star of the heavens, tiny star above
Shiny, shiny light, tell me if I've got the love
Pick me up on your silver studded dove
We could watch down on us from above
To see how ugly and ***** and lost we were
This is so rough

𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘢, 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘕𝘶𝘰𝘷𝘢, 'cause it feels so right
Star of your birth, baby, the brand-new life
And the universe will move for you
That stupid curse fell through
While we were wondering what
the hell we were gonna do