Paroles de Morocco

the astral map that's overhead watch it while it is unfolding the fabric of the universe out of which this earth is woven the moon is a mirror alike she returns my loving wheels are turning before my eyes reels of film are running by I can see miles passing the astral map that's overhead watch it while it is unfolding maybe it won't be that far it won't be long before we're getting to enjoy this setting we're getting closer to where we're heading we've been chosen to enjoy this setting that astral map that's overhead watch it while it is unfolding wheels are turning before my eyes reels of film are running by I can see miles passing into fata morgana's I melt onto the buckle of orion's belt