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Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are
There's a million little lights when the sky turns black tonight
Are there patterns in our skies, are patterns only in our eyes?
Or is a constellation just a constellation?
Is a constellation just a consolation?
Wrinkle, wrinkle little scar, count the freckles on my arm
If freckles don't mean anything, does anything mean anything?
Or is a constellation just a constellation?
Is a constellation just a consolation?
We are twinkling stars resurrected
Just like twinkling stars we seem connected but I know that
A constellation is just a constellation
Constellation is just a consolation