Clutter

Do your best to keep Those bottled-up stars 'Cause it's always advancing now Every day as the upkeep replaces your time It's softly surrounding you Filling up with sand Taking up space in your mind It's a wash Searching through these empty mirrors For something hidden for centuries The faded light we follow back to Earth Etched a crooked arc across the sky Scattering out at impossible angles Tried to make opposites meet Just shy You're turning in a circle again