We all just need to find our satellites
The things pulling us out of this dark world
Catapulting us into the sky
Where we can dance among the stars
In all their glittering confusion
The tiny twisters they hold
Where they teach how to pack a punch
In the parts we are most gentle
So when sadness trickles down our spines like leftover rain
We won’t forget how powerful our weakness is
There is strength in our fall
Magic in our clutter
Just remember, 
We’re falling towards the stars