Constellations

You must look for constellations,
In the orange city lights.
View each street lamp as a star,
That's simply fallen from the night.
So that even tired footsteps,
Feel like learning how to fly.
And you're never truly trapped,
Right where the earth touches the sky.
Then when your worlds turned upside down,
You'll know no matter where you are,
That you will always have the chance,
To fall asleep amongst the stars.