And when I wander away to some other place
I'm suddenly there, way up in the air
Where passenger trains catch fire and fill the sky with flames
And that black rabbit of death wakes up in a breath
Of beautiful dreams, my heartache, it seems
So terribly vain, where fire and diamonds fall like rain
Do you believe in endless miracles?
Do you believe in the impossible?
Do you believe sleep is a time machine?
Do you believe in curiosity?
Do you believe in what you cannot see?
Do you believe life is a lucid dream?
Well, that’s how you study the stars
That’s how you study the stars
And that’s how you know them by heart