Way up to the Stars, Yes’m (“Into My Arms” by Nick Cave)

There's stars in the crab and cancer in the sky,

If I were an astronaut I'd cure us all,

If I were, then I'd sing your name and sing it right,

Never wrong and never guilty and never wrong.

Oh to hold your skin under my arms and under my breath, in healing,

up through time and dealing it and sent to the stars.

Way up to the stars, Yes'm

An eyelash on the moon, Yes'm

Way up to the stars, Yes'm

Just teach 'em your name, Yes'm

All of God's children they cried and they praised,

Where were they raised, Oh, and where did they fall,

Is outer space hell and the heavens underground,

Is the Lord a flower that had risen up from it.

Didn't I know you in the spring time yesteryear,

under showers of dying constellations in the winter air.

Skies and time and earth, Yes'm

All the heaven's worth, Yes'm

Tides and their pulls and Mars, Yes'm

Way up to the stars, Yes'm

And you can see tomorrow too,

It's in the silver painting in the sky,

I know you're hurting and don't know what to do,

But I know you can pull it all with all your might.

Set the world a match of fire, make it shine of silver and gold,

listen to the pulse and the heartbeat, the pulse inside you're told.

Cause that's the whole wide word, Yes'm

Way up in the stars, Yes'm

You hold the light of light, Yes'm

You hold up all the stars, Yes'm