I've been staring up at the stars, watching the moon waltz from afar
Climb out to my roof at dusk, to watch the sun turn the sky to rust
Shivering skin in the morning dew, waiting for the world to bloom
Smoke lead away by the breeze, chasing spirits through the streets
So I'll sit here, on mount hope forever, watch the constellations fall and wait for something to happen, I'll be content with the morning doves call