Under the Stars

Apple and sin – it must align, War and a laugh, like a design. Green and brown, fire and smoke, Beggar and king beneath the cloak. Sun and hail, night births day, Light and shadow pave the way. Champagne flows, then life’s dream, What’s been done stays as it seems. Take my hand, The port’s afar. Where’s the land, The street of stars? Chorus: Through stars we run, through stars we race, God shows the way. Beneath their glow, we find our place, Yet walk astray. Tick meets tock, joy meets blues, Ping finds pong, no path to lose. West greets east, frost hugs age, Angel and guard share the stage. Apple and sin – it must align, War and a laugh, like a design. Green and brown, fire and smoke, Beggar and king beneath the cloak. Take my hand, The port’s afar. Where’s the land, The street of stars? Chorus : Through stars we run, through stars we race, God shows the way. Beneath their glow, we find our place, Yet walk astray. Through stars we run, through stars we race, God shows the way. Beneath their glow, we find our place, Yet walk astray.