You know how it is when the stars start their endless jive? Oh sure, you hear it too...
the faint cosmic music echoing through the universe like a broken record, looping, looping.
It's the planets doing their salsa, the comets with their cha-cha, everyone's invited, but no one can leave.
Remember the stars twirling? Over and over. Can't forget that sight. It's like they have
something to prove, every night under that unchanging sky. It's the same rhythm; the same celestial beat.
It gets stuck in your head, like trying to find that last piece of a cosmic puzzle...
looping, yes, that's the word. Like a dance you can't quit, even if you wanted to.