[Verse 1]
There is a comet
Floating through this endless night
Embraced with perfect symmetry
Through the teardrop of infinity
In a window call the universe with no map or intention
Towards some floating destination
It will find
It will be found
[Chorus]
No pride
No guilt
No hate
No ending
[Verse 2]
It sings its song
Sings with a crooked tongue
Looking off into a crooked sky
Wondering what a mortal hand or eye
Could carve this comet on its course
Like a blind man riding on a crooked horse
Returning to the source with no thought
Has ever happened
In time
Won't be imagined
There is a comet
Floating through this endless night
Embraced with perfect symmetry
Through the teardrop of infinity
In a window call the universe with no map or intention
Towards some floating destination
It will find
It will be found
[Chorus]
No pride
No guilt
No hate
No ending
[Verse 2]
It sings its song
Sings with a crooked tongue
Looking off into a crooked sky
Wondering what a mortal hand or eye
Could carve this comet on its course
Like a blind man riding on a crooked horse
Returning to the source with no thought
Has ever happened
In time
Won't be imagined
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