1. DOXOLOGY

Under the stars, just kicked-up dust,
Particles in a Caravan
Hurtl’ng toward the inevitable rust:
Of exile and decay.

We’re planets’ embryonic food--
We’re bodies for bodies,
From sinew flows humor and mood
Constant revolutions.

[Chorus]
Have you heard the groans of Time
As I have in my dreams--
Have you heard the moans of Life
Like a star’s death gleams--
Have you heard the sighs of Space
Coming from celestial streams--
Have you heard the cries of Earth
Bursting at the seams?

I watch the transit of stars and moon,
Always stretching to the west
The call of fate is always, “Soon!”
They one day will reach the end.

The end of the known starscapes,
How can it expand?
Behind eyelids whisper the shapes
That foresee time.

[Chorus]
Have you heard the groans of Time
As I have in my dreams--
Have you heard the moans of Life
Like a star’s death gleams--
Have you heard the sighs of Space
Coming from celestial streams--
Have you heard the cries of Earth
Bursting at the seams?