Betelgeuse Lyrics

Voices

Traffic jam

A door is closing

Another one opens large and wide instead

A phone rings

Did you hear the news?

A rock is passing

Too close to Earth

I run and look outside bemused

A frowned forehead

A strand of white hair

A pile of papers

I need to take my glasses

I really should take some air

A type machine

Is just another time machine

There could be something

Beyond the mirror or even the computer screen

Someday

A ship I'll send

Far away

Beyond the sun, through Van Allen belt

Sail this realm

The sea of tranquility

Steer the helm

Then you'll find serenity

It writes on the wall

Betelgeuse, a few laps

Kingdoms will fall

Empires collapse

Reality sighs

There is no one to call

The demon will rise

The star will fall

The Sun's red glow

That is the origin of wind's might

Your face will follow

To the left, he will follow you to the right

Reality chants

Can't hear colomber's call no more

The star will rise

The demon will fall