Made in Cosmos

Come 
Rest your head 
There’s nothing more 
To strive for 

Lay down and 
Watch the cockatoos 
So reckless and perfect in their 
Lack of long term goals 

Rib vaults above our heads are swirling
Dissolving in fractal crystals

Who would have thought 
Our world will end with
Such a stunning show 

A thousand stars are falling down tonight 
No need to make a wish 
All you ever needed
Is right here already

Welcome back home