Madison Cunningham
Passengers
We are passengers traveling through the afterworld
We can’t know where we come from
And Pasiphae’s just another moon
Jupiter, he’s by my side
And we watch galaxies collide
My apathy is losing ground
Open my mouth and make a sound
Someone’s in the rearview mirror
I see them pulling up beside me
Humming like a throated sparrow
I wipe an old tear from my eye
Just take the wheel and drive
You’re listening to the songs of celestial kings
Coming down you look for me
Here I am, reaching perigee
Someone’s in the rearview mirror
I see them pulling up beside me
Humming like a throated sparrow
I wipe an old tear from my eye
Someone’s in the rearview mirror
Stay in your lane, you’ll be fine
Mercury is stuck in Scorpio
And the Little Dipper’s dripping dry
Take it in, open your heart, they’re smiling
Hold on
Take it in, open your ears, they’re laughing
Hold on
Take it in, open your mouth, they’re singing
Hold on
We’re passengers and the road is long