It's tricky when

you feel someone


has done


something on your behalf




It's slippery when


your sense of justice

murmurs underneath





And is asking you:

How am I going to make it right?


How am I going to make it right?




With a palm full of stars


I throw them like dice


(repeatedly)




On the table


(repeat - repeatedly)

I shake them like dice


and throw them on the table


repeatedly

(repeatedly)


until the desired constellation appears




How am I going to make it right?


How am I going to make it right?


How am I going to make it right?




(And you hear: how am I going to make it right?)




How am I going to make it right?


How am I going to make it right?




(How am I going to make it right?)