it was dark and tender 
my dad next to me
I was five
so free
at the driveway
we be

at some point
of the night
we looked upon the sky

I don't know why

we looked at the north
I saw a star so bright 
with the colour of light

I looked him in the eyes
and said 
“that's…grandpa”
flying so high

he said “no”

that's the northern star
it will always be 
the brightest of them all
it's there when you seek
a guide to peek

when you've traveled so far
where no one can fish
when you wonder
‘Is this… ?’
or 
‘What if…?’’ 
remember the star
that's it