the astral map that's overhead
watch it while it is unfolding
the fabric of the universe
out of which this earth is woven
the moon is a mirror alike
she returns my loving
wheels are turning before my eyes
reels of film are running by
I can see miles passing
the astral map that's overhead
watch it while it is unfolding
maybe it won't be that far
it won't be long before we're getting
to enjoy this setting
we're getting closer to where we're heading
we've been chosen
to enjoy this setting
that astral map that's overhead
watch it while it is unfolding
wheels are turning before my eyes
reels of film are running by
I can see miles passing
into fata morgana's I melt
onto the buckle of orion's belt
