Desired Constellation

It@s tricky when

You feel someone

Has done something

On your behalf

It@s slippery when

Your sense of justice

Murmurs underneath

How am I going to make it right?

How am I going to make it right?

With a palmful of stars

I shake them like dice

Repeatedly

I throw them on the table

Repeatedly

I shake them like dice

I throw them on the table

Repeatedly

Until the desired constellation appears

How am I going to make it right?

How am I going to make it right?

How am I going to make it right?

Until you hear how am I going to make it right?

How am I going to make it right?

How am I going to make it right?

How am I going to make it right?