Copernicus

Our names are written on the stars on heaven's treeYes, nine by nine they die, just like you and meThese peerless eyes look down, giving us our choicesEach one calls out, a universe of voicesThese are the ancient fathers, the laws that bind us allWhite jewels of mystery, mirrors for our soulsThey spoke of life and death, love and historyToday the stars are for fools and vanityAnd there's Orion and there's the ZodiacIf you look close, they're needles in a stackAnd you saw, in your telescope on earthCopernicus, the order of the worldsEvening caressAlways yearningI must confessThe stars aren't burningCopernicusThe sky is full of shining crosses for our sinsEach one a monument for what ends and what beginsSmall emerald satellites, orbiting so fastWill they be gone tomorrow, just like painted glass?If I had wishes, I would shout to you and screamBut now I realize, you're like young dying streamsI'm in the real world, with people, crises and scarsCopernicus, I don't care about your starsEvening caressAlways yearningI must confessThe stars aren't burning