Divine (When I Feel Alive)

These old bones of mine; enslaved by a heart Brains of creation have given me a star Uproot me from where I lay; the ground is my bed Pull me apart from my home, the soils that you tread And I'll be ready when I feel alive Star dust gathers all the time We're divine We're divine These old bones of mine I've dragged for a while We've watched you for some time and given you a sign Uproot me from where I lay; the ground is my bed Pull me from my home, the soils that you tread And I'll be ready when I feel alive Star dust gathers all the time We're divine We're divine The stars get older A little colder Like a supernova The stars only breathe; it has the power to shine Celestial being, child of mine Sweet divine And I'll be ready when I feel alive Star dust gathers all the time We're divine We're divine The stars get older A little colder Like a supernova The stars get older A little colder Like a supernova