When the supernovas collide
Do you feel how much it burns?
That’s how much it hurts
When you’re not here.
You are my pilgrimage
Lightyears ahead of my path
You shine above to light the way
Over thousands of the bones of the dead.
I pray you’ll fall out of the sky
And onto my arms
So that I can touch you again
Because, honey, I’ve lost all feeling
I’m all bones and no skin.
I’ve been traveling in this lonely row boat
From terra to your abode in space
Through the cluster currents
And pushing through asteroids
Just so I can kiss you once more.
I want to give up on this journey
But you give me assurance that
Everything will be alright.
But how alright can I be when you’re a dead star?