Follow Every Star

By Ben Wright Smith

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{What strains will the heart take when the pressure of gravity is removed from within?

What protections will the body need from sudden deceleration, or acceleration?

Every night

Is a sudden night

If you listen right

From up here

It's Christmas Eve

You'll see all of me

Coasting overseas

In the sky

Sixteen sunrises, sixteen sunsets

Twenty-five thousand miles just to forget

I wish I could reach you

I wish I could touch you

I wish I could show you

The heavens above you

I, oh, oh, I follow every star

This Christmas Eve

To find where you are

Ground control, sounds like tramalose

Surely bowie knows

There's nothing I can do

All, the clouds seem to gather round

The snow laid all around

Around you

Sixteen sunrises, sixteen sunsets

Twenty-five thousand miles just to forget

I wish I could reach you

I wish I could touch you

I wish I could show you

The heavens above you

I, oh, oh, I follow every star

This Christmas Eve

To find where you are

I, oh, oh, I follow every star

This Christmas Eve

To find where you are

We are defining the musical man in absolute terms

I, oh, oh, I follow every star

This Christmas Eve

To find where you are

I, oh, oh, I follow every star

This Christmas Eve

To find where you are