I look up at the stars
Walking slowly down the road.
Thinking how lucky they are
To be in the cold night sky.
The road I walk on is peaceful,
Though the world outside is not.
Those heavenly bodies never
Know of the shit I've been through.
Nuclear civil war occurs in each
As if t'were an everyday event.
Yet, through the way of the universe,
They never feel a damn thing.
The stars will keep going on,
Doing all they know to do;
I'll walk down the dark road
With no idea what's ahead.