Something Starshot

It seems like a strange dream to come true
That some get written while others never do
That you could wish upon a Star
To point you back to what you are
But if you’re looking the skies aren’t telling
So I’m standing in a field and upwards I’m yelling
Why did you strand me on this godforsaken rock
Hurtling through space like something starshot
And time isn’t real or that’s how it seems
The fabric of faith is lit by sunbeams
And you can only measure in line with the dial
The passage of that which has you on trial
But the wrench of separation
Could I switch to a different station
Coz the feeling of this pulverized my spirit
I think I am called but the ears cannot hear it
As it goes in fables
And willing wishes to be able
To be the one
Who shouts to have the pain undone
Oh, the ripping of paper
And all the things that seem to escape her
Do I believe in the girl?
You may as well tell tornados to twirl
Coz it’s their design
And I must accept the part that is mine
To play on the great stage
I rip another strip off of the page