Possible Deaths

Every star is a possible death

We gave ‘em names we called ‘em cancers called ‘em accidents

The one that’s like a vulture circling my head

It burned out five hundred million years before I saw it

It burned out five hundred million years before I saw it

It burned out five hundred million years before I ever saw it

Count down the time that you have left

In a jar try to catch try to capture it

Count down the time that you have left

In the dark try to catch try to capture it

Count down the time that you have left

In a jar try to catch try to capture it

Count down the time

That you have left