Interpret:

Therapy?

Album:

Crooked timber

At night, bright with hope
I stare into space
This star, dying star doesn't care
Who you are


These exiles that we are
Isolated on a distant dying star


You come and you go
Keep your ghost close to me
A silent afterglow lights you up
Comforts me


These Exiles that we are
Isolated on a distant dying star