We Survive on Stars lyrics

We survive on stars, beacons for the far side Pull the moments near, nearer still I have heard the bells, ringing like they yell Take the things you need, hold on I think it's time you go Good luck on your way A miracle, pitiful-faced Call me the same Don't give me the name A miracle, pitiful-faced Give me away You need, need me, pull the strings you'll always find me open