Near a Star

most of the world
is never seen
beneath, above
we're in a dream

of who we think
we are...we are
awake asleep
we're near a star

we're cuddled up
we're cosied in
we're warm as toast
we spin within

electric arms
in space to face
something new
each day, a taste

honey sweet
a tang of spice
we don't think once
we don't think twice

we do not think
we float away
from here to there
we cannot stay -

we're in a dream
we're near a star
awake asleep
we are...we are

cuddled up
and cosied in
we're at the end
as we begin -