Well the stars of your mind are all filled in
The constellations take a shape like skin
Well the sky got painted down, got painted down
Well the sky got painted down
I'm the prize and the consolation prize
That look behind the look in your eyes
But all the earth and all the rocks and all the sea
Could never be enough for me
So crisp, so right and so true
A shroud of dark with pinholes of light shining through
Ain't it just like life, with such a tiny speck to live for
While the shadows cover us down
Cover us down
Cover us down
I'm the prize and the consolation prize
That look behind the look in your eyes
But all the space and all the galaxies and all the light
Could never be enough to make it right
I'm the prize and the consolation prize
That spark behind the dark of your eyes
But everything you imagine
And everything you'll ever see
Could never be enough for me
Enough for me
No, No