TRANSCENDENTATION Oct. 15/84 Karl Rigelhof

The stars are lined behind me
They are there to remind me
Of their depth of field

The stars are shoved above me
There to tell me that they love me
With their light
All right

The stars fly by before me
They are waiting for me
To reach out for their caress

The stars are strewn too soon beside me
They are there to guide me
With their light
All night