I’m going to leave my heart in a bottle
of dreams and magic stardust
just for the time my mind is in a battle
with itself and tries to adjust.
And then I’m going to take it out
and put it right back in my chest
chasing away any trace of doubt
removed from my mind’s list of guests.
And all the stardust shining inside
I’m going to use it in spells
enchanting my mind to become bright
and work with my heart and my cells.
Cause in the end we are just dust
coming down from the space
and only the mind makes such a fuss
trying to build us a base.