Dancing slowly through dark gulfs of time
Spinning light years around and around
No one knows why everyone explodes
No one sees into that unknown
So who controls the stars?
Tells them who they are
Where they oughta be
Do they know they are not free?
In an hour glass, the sand doesn't fall
You brush against my arm
And the sand don't move at all
It's all ready, it's already planned
Where it is that every grain will land
Then who controls the stars?
Tells them who they are
Where they oughta be
Do they know they are not free?
It's all ready, it's already planned